I'm in class, thinking. Just thinking how random life can be and no-one will ever see your pain. The teacher put up a essay quote that says " how would you tell someone if she/he father was abusive ,and how would you feel if your mother did nothing?" As i sit here and wrote my whole life as a little girl on this paper, flashback happened so fast. Why is the past coming back. As we discussed i stood up and read my story and answered all the answers as i read my story .
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