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She talked without knowing.

And that was what she hated at the other people too.

She always asked herself why they were interfering into her things and personal life, she didn't like to interact with them, she felt suffocated.

So without knowing that she did it, that she was talking behind backs without knowing anything, without knowing that she did that too, the persons told her that she did wrong.

But one thing they thought they knew, but were completely mistaken, was, she actually understood, no, she was actually able to apologize, because she worried about the same matter quiet a lot too.

She understood them, and why they got mad.

It was actually a daily thought.

But they didn't know.

And while trying to cure themselves, they would never know, they would never forget, and they would never comprehend, because she never spoke about that.

She kept quiet.

Until the day she would die.

And with that, people would never know.

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While she worried about what other people might think when they did such things as she saw, maybe they were even sharing tha same worries with her, and if they'd just talk, but no, there's where she set the limit without even trying.

What would change if they'd talk?

She didn't know, and all she thought was nothing, nothing would change.