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Posidonia just acts like she is amazing at everything. The wind this, the wind that. Okay, just kill me already. Don't torture me more than you already have. There is no reason to treat me like I am a serial killer. Of course Posidonia wants to make me suffer, so she sends a storm. I wonder what's going on in her head.
"Hahaha, I bet this will make Samantha cry, I can't wait to see this! Maybe she'll bleed to death after that!"
I know it's Posidonia, who else? Let's see who wants me dead and can control clouds? I don't care how much water lands on me, I am not doing anything. I'm just waiting for death, there are lots of choices. Starvation, drowning in rainwater, being killed by Hades, Posidonia, or Adena, and being killed by some creature out here in the woods. Ughh, this disorder is the reason that I am suicidal. I wish I could just make it stop. The only way to make it stop is death. I can't stop thinking about death. I start crying, I bet Posidonia is laughing and is going to tell Adena so that she can watch. I look at my gash, the pain makes me look for some more herbs.