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"Why are we here?" A voice echoed through the dark void. It was sad but at the same time it was warm and familiar.
"What do you mean? We're just in class learning for our fut-" They were cut off. The other them looked frustrated, angry...miserable. Phedra crossed their arms looking down like that's not what they meant. Phedre knew this, they're the same being, they knew that they've been asking this question ever since they started primary school. Phedre looked away slightly annoyed, they were hoping Phedra would just drop the subject.
"You know what I mean. It's a miracle we even made it to middle school. Let alone second grade." Phedra hissed through gritted teeth, they were furious that Phedre was playing dumb at a question such as this. They were both miserable and yet Phedre had the nerve to act like everything was "fine". The nerve to act like they were happy.
"Yeahhh...I thought we'd be in a grave right about now." Phedre said...saddened. They hoped that if they acted long enough then them actually being happy would come true and their happiness would be easier to fake.
"A grave in a part of our garden where our little puppy was buried...a part close to home..they would probably forget about us huh? Just like little Cleo" Phedra said in a tired and depressing tone. Phedre's eyes widened at their words. They've always thought like this but hearing it outloud sounded more suicidal then they liked it to. They wanted to forget those times...the times when they wanted to just end it all right there and then. And yet they were still here...why?