Metashift

Do you ever think about how anyone around you can be fake? An impersonation of the real person? A being, killing someone to take that person's place?

She was killed, and it took her place. I never realised it at first, but when I finally knew that that 'her' wasn't really her…

She was my only friend. We had so many good memories together. But just like that, she was gone. She was still there, but only her physical form. Stripped of all her emotion and personality.

She was beautiful. Now, she's just an ugly, disgusting beast I have to live with for the rest of my life. I used to love her, but now…

I feel nothing but anger.

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