Chapter 4 Entry

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Have you ever felt alone, sad, and broken? But when you see him you only see him. Sometimes I wonder, what its like to feel free again. Not to see black and white. But color. Not to see gray clouds, but white instead. I don't know. Maybe it's me. I like to say I've been slapped so many times that it knocked all my color out. Ha, even if it was true. I've must of been blind from the start. How come I never saw this side of him. I wanted kids. I wanted a family, with the one I love the most. I wanted a normal life. My life. And he took it away from me.....I don't know if I can trust another man. Will there ever be a better man. A good man......as I questioned myself, I didn't relized that my great, my better man was closer to me than I thought.

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