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*Vincent is silent for a moment. He looks at you with concern. He says* "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how much this meant to you. But I still think you should stop wearing makeup."

*I stup my fist against the table. my voice trembles with desperation* I have been nine years here. NINE YEARS! my parents placed me here because they couldn't afford to pay my treatment and the insurance paid for me to stay here. *my eyes started to tear up* Nine years! I was put here when I was 14...I WAS A KID and now...now...now I'm 23. *I sit back down and sob* I finished my studies with an A because I had nothing else but...*I cover my face with my hands* ...but I can't do nothing about it

*I push you away* no! NO! I don't need your pity *I stand up. my face is red, tears black because of the mascara* I don't need your pity...I JUST NEED YOU to leave me be! STOP criticising Me! *I wipe my tears away, everyone is looking at us. the security guards are on alert but they don't react, yet* makeup was the only thing keeping me together...I saw movies ...*my voice trembling*... magazines... people... I just wanted a breeze of normality...of not feeling CAGED... and makeup is my normal