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april 1st, 2017

day after day, another issue falls into my family's home unexpectedly. no one is prepared, and i fear for the worst.

family is supposed to be a source of comfort and happiness, but family isn't like that often times. sometimes, families tear themselves apart until all that's left of them is the raw, vulnerable pieces that are who they are.

family is home, but sometimes, family becomes a haven of terror where there is no such thing as safety from the world and its reality.

will we move past it? will we heal by holding onto each other? there are so many questions, but they always seem to remain unanswered as i stare at the plain, painted walls, wondering why life's course never does run smoothly.

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