Would they be ashamed of me? Would I be judged and locked away hidden from the world? Am I really a sinner for being who I am?
My mind whirls and screams these questions creating a raging war. I want to be proud of who I am but I fear being left alone in the dark for it.
I will never know the answer to this battle because my fear will always dominate me.
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Tales of a Dead Girl
NouvellesA book that has a clump of my short story/vents involving love, loss, and pain. *Contains stuff that may make people uncomfortable or upset
