Snowball effect.
Snowball, something happy, something fun until it comes with effect.
It's funny, right? How one thing, small as it might be, leads to another until they're one big pile of mess.
A mess so hard to untangle.
A mess, that feels so empty, so hollow.
And the only way out seems like giving up.
But is giving up really the solution for the mess?
Could someone had stopped it if they knew?
Or is it too late?
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Hi! I'm Zena. These are my first hand account of my experience, my feelings... my life. I'm here to share my snowball effect story with you, but are you willing to listen?
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