I had never felt more alone, lost, not able to fully understand then I did the day she died.. Wasn't she supposed to always be there? To help me? I was only a child for cryin out loud. I didn't even understand where she had gone , Why she had gone ..
That day, the years to come became my personal hell of life and that was just the begnning.
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My life
WerewolfDoes anyone understand what it likes to feel abandoned? alone? broken? everything or close to everything precious taken from you, even if it wasn't someone else's for the taking?.. I do. Know how? That pretty much sums up my life.
