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I'm at the sanitarium, I didn't realize how bad my wounds were until I got treated. I had multiple fractures and a broken bone. I was an easy target, so that's why I'm locked up in the nursery. The hunger for blood is still as active as ever. I can barely move, a nurse comes in once in a while to inject me with something. I'm getting surgery in a few days, but for now, I have to stay here and rest. 

They're doing tests on me, they never told me what the tests were for, all I can feel now are the injections and withdrawals. I see my friends come in every once and a while to visit. All I see is red, the flavor of human meat comes to mind. It's a craving that I can't satisfy. No matter how much normal food I eat, that taste of meat comes to my mouth, the satisfaction of it is like none other. 

I want it badly. I can't tell anyone this.

At night, the nurses make me pass out asleep every night. Without it, I know that I'd go savage. Extremely savage, before I drank that... that mystery water, I craved human meat but I could easily ignore it. I'm beginning to dream of devouring my friends, it's like a nightmare that I enjoy, I'm so happy during those dreams, but I wake up scared and crying. I can't go to sleep anymore. I can't have those thoughts in my mind, I can't see that anymore.

I sometimes think about eating a nurse, and the hunger only grows worse as the day goes by. I love noon, because that's the only time I can talk to my friends without having those urges of killing them, I think about it but I'm at my best state of mind then. Once they came to talk to me after dinner, and I couldn't stop drooling, I couldn't control myself and asked them to leave. I want to stay awake but I can't, I'm haunted by those nightmares.

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It's the day of my surgery. They never told me what they were doing it for, all I know is that I can smell blood very well. Across the room, there's a bloodstain, about a month old, from a nurse cutting herself by accident. My mind goes wild when I smell my blood, it's fresh and delicious.

Anyways, I don't have time to write. Due to these impulses of cannibalism, I've been forced to wear a mask and if I feel that hunger, my mouth gets stuffed with a large wad of unchewed gum. It doesn't satisfy the flavor, but it satisfies the chewing part. 

I wonder what will happen to me.

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I have survived the surgery. They said they did the surgery because it appeared that I had blood clots and they had to unstick them. I don't believe them. 

They gave me a jar of holy water and told me to drink it all. It was huge, I had no idea how I'd drink it all, but they wouldn't let me leave until I drank it all.

And I chugged it, it tasted like pure sugar, straight from the stalk. It was sweet.

My hunger urges went away, and I could properly talk to others. The flavor of meat still lingers, but at least I haven't had any of those nightmares in a few days. I still have to take sleeping medication.

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The nightmares, the cravings, they're back. I'm surrounded by so many vessels of meat, so much food, they all have their own unique, delicious, flavor. I can't wait to sink my teeth into them. 

What am I saying? I've been able to control the urges, but I've lunged at people before.

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Hello, it's night time and I'm out of pills. This is my first night in a while where I'm awake for the night. The hunger is at it's worst, I decided not to roommate with my friends, hell, I can't remember their names properly, I'm starving. 

I know one of my roommates is one of the most bloodthirsty cannibals in the sanitarium. I wonder if I'll be able to take that title from them, and possibly take their life from them as well. They have a small cut in their arm, I smell the blood. I lick my lips and stop staring. 

It's hard not to think of it. But the night of the blood has come, I'm shaking so hard, I can barely write! That's all for now, haha!

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I ate them, every last drop. They tried to attack me, knowing I was a veteran, I thought I could control myself, blood is dripping from my mouth, I look down at my meal, it was satisfying yet I felt so terrible. 

They tried to attack me, but I grabbed their hands and I went for the neck, I bit down and my true instincts of a monster kicked in, I began to eat, I didn't stop after a little, I kept eating. I ate the whole thing, just small chunks of flesh on bone left. My roommates are afraid for their life, I don't want to kill them, the more I eat people the stronger the urges get and I can't stop it.

Why must I be like this? How am I going to look my friends in the face? 

It's dawn, I've been in the corner, far away from my other dorm mates. I want to eat them, but I'm fighting it the best I can. 

It's time to go to breakfast, will anything ever taste as satisfying as that meat? 

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Momma noticed blood on my face and asked if I was okay. I had to tell them what I've been dealing with. 

QB and Momma were understanding, but the rest were afraid...

They look tasty, and I want to hurt myself, I don't want to hurt them but my urges are strong.

I don't want to hurt anyone anymore...