The First Step

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There was a girl like any other person living as it's her only purpose. However everyone has there own story that will never be for told unless expressed. She was laying in bed glancing at the window lost at thought. Hundreds of ideas appeared rapidly whilst rain poured lightly.

She wanted to be her true self like the past on the other hand she had no control. A video diary she speculated would be able to express herself better.

Drip,drop the only sound that could be heard, the perfect calming effect that was only for her.

As the rain poured, the sky turned grey just like her emotions. Nothing can stop them, no superhero can save her powerless to herself was pathetic she ponder.

You must be thinking abused, bullied,assaulted etc but no it wasn't those situations that changed her. Sitting up she decided it was time to tell her story whether it was for self satisfaction or for that special person we'll never know.

Her room was average with the colours of purple and white with a desolate figure out of place.

After a while searching for the camera, with luck it was under her bed. A place worth hiding from the monsters on the outside world. The camera was old chipping away like her still waiting to be fixed. It was a Panasonic model she up to this point cherished to her hearts content. However if she had deeply cared for this item wouldn't you normally clean it or use it often.

What happened that changed this girl so much that joyous memories remained buried in her subconscious? Setting up the camera, shivering like the leaves abandoning the tree in autumn. No control the leaves have against nature's course and her fear to open Pandora's box.

A story of courage, starting a new chapter in her life. Join her as we uncover the mist surrounding her.

Authors note - I'm an amateur at writing and hopefully this has intrigued you. Please point out mistakes would be appreciated 😆💕

Slan (Bye) to you for now

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