After the sun had fully set and the moon came out to play, I got up from my spot on the ground and started the walk back from the place where I came at the beginning of the day. The walk back was long and dreadful, but it was worth it. My mind ached to get out, but my legs were always aching and sore from all the walking that I have done for the past 734 days of my uneventful life. I don't care what time of year it is, I am always going to the same spot I have always been meeting at. I barely weigh anything and I am small. I haven't spoken over 6 words since what happened to me. That event left me traumatized and I have tried my best to avoid anything closely related to it.
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In My Recovery (Daniel Seavey)
Fanfiction"Something happened to me. Something so traumatizing that it left the biggest impact on me." A/N: The chapters are very short and that's why this book is so long!
