You give a girl a gun. She will only know how to use it on herself. OR you give a woman a weapon. She will use it on anyone who harms the girl with the gun. Even if it's the girl herself.
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I will die your daughter (Ill stick around if you do)
Anastasia never wanted to be mother. She couldn't, even if she craved to be one. Her choice was taken from her at sixteen and she never let the fantasy thrive. She had no time to think if she'd even be a good one, why waste time indulging in an idea she'd never achieve?
The girl with blonde hair and grown out black roots never believed she was a daughter. A project or a plan, maybe. But to give herself such liberty to imagine being something to be loved and not used was impossible.
In the end the not to be mother and not to be daughter found themselves together.
"I want to protect you." She twirled the blonde strains around her index finger, "will you let me?" "will you let me protect you back?" "No, I don't need your protection." Ana replied, "then I don't need yours."
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