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Severus Snape open his eyes to see another day.
He open his eyes, but his head remains on the pillow, thinking.
"Today is just another day like yesterday. Another day of denial, hate and in some form, fear. I do not now how long I have lived like this. Doing everything I do just by routine. When I do it like that there is no need for thinking, no need for tears.
But when the night falls, everything comes backs to me.
Sometimes I hate this place. I hate it and everything it reminds me of. It reminds me of the laughing, the pointing, the humiliation.
And the fear that struck me as hard as their curses.
I hated them, almost as much as I hated myself. I hated them.
I hated them when they pointed, when they laughed. But most of all I hated them when they turned their backs on me and walked away.
But sometimes I was pleased with them hating and bullying me, because that gave me a purpose to hate them back.
They made me ashamed of myself. The made me feel shame for the fact that I existed. They made me feel the shame of my fear, of my tears and of my hands that never hit them back.
They made me feel ashamed because I felt ashamed.
People think of me as hard and none-caring, but that is not true. My shell may be hard, because I can not let people see whats going on inside me. I can not let them know how I feel, because then it will start all over again. The laughing. The the pointing. The humiliation.
And I do care. I do care about them. About every single one of them that I recognise. Every one of them with that look in their eyes, that look that reminds me so much about myself I was in their age.
The look of shame.
And today is just another day. Another day of memories. Another day of shame. Denial. Hate.
And in some form, Fear."
Then he goes up.
Puts his clothes on.
And goes out to face another day.