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My name is Alayah. I am a survivor of many things, as you will soon see. I'm currently
sixteen, but this story begins with me at fifteen. As it turns out, a lot can happen in a
year. My psychiatrist told me that I have 'unwritten stories' and a 'voice that shall be
heard,' so here I am, drafting my stories, sharing my voice.
I'm not so much searching for healing as I am for comfort of other girls like me and my
friends. I want you all to know that there is no 'light at the end of the tunnel,' because
there is no tunnel. There's a set of caves and winding paths and hanging-cliffs, but no
tunnel. There's no rest stop or bench for you to take a breather, but there are guides and
flagpoles and glowsticks to show you the way. For some people, these are careers,
relationships, faith. For me, it was the people I love.
I'm not sure if this will go any further than just this chapter of my life, so if it doesn't,
then this probably will never be read aloud. But if there's more to come for my story,
more chapters that I need to write down to take them off my conscience, then I hope
they at least have a happy ending.