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“I need…to get stronger…stronger…STRONGER…STRONGER!” Kieran yelled repeatedly, his voice getting more shrill with each word. Tears spilled from his eyes as he vigorously scratched at his scalp, chunks of hair wrapping around his fingers and ripping out. Once he calmed down enough to move and hide how he was feeling, he dragged his feet all the way to the bathroom. He leaned over the sink, supporting himself with his hands as he took a few breaths and splashed some cold water on his face to ground himself.
When his head rose, a shadowy figure loomed behind him in the mirror.
