Zombie
I feel like a zombie walking through the halls. It's like I'm wearing a suit of skin, with nothing inside. I feel empty. I look at myself in the mirror. I look so drained and sick. I feel like a zombie as I stare at my reflection. I walk through the halls, wondering if I'm alive. I wish I felt anything but this emptiness. I feel like my soul is dead, but my body is alive. I feel like a zombie.
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