The Sickness

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I'm not exactly sure how it began, it was years ago. My mother suddenly disappeared without a trace and my father ran away.

I live on the streets. No one notices me as I walk down the sidewalk. No, nobody sees the girl with the broken life.

I notice sometimes that things seem to droop when I'm around. I once saw a beautiful flower growing on the sidewalk. I leaned over to smell the flower and it just... died. It died when I got near.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 10, 2014 ⏰

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