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the gods might've heard my prayers, because he gave me a break and told me i could go and meet him.

i hugged him for the first time, i thanked him. but he pushed me away and called me names. yet again, i cried.

hurry and leave, before i change my fucking mind“

i ran to my hell room, the place i've always called "home". i freshened up and changed into comfortable clothes. i stared at mirror and sighed. the bruises haven't cleared up.

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