Broken Windows
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Last published Wed, Jun 14, 2017
"I will try to fix you," sobbed Danielle, tears flowing freely down her face etching a perfect picture of determination, "I promise that, if its the last thing I do, that I will try to make you see yourself the same way that I do, I will fix you Rosa."
Rosa Williams. Aged 16 years 4 months and 13 days. Diagnosis: depression, every anxiety disorder under the sun, and suicidal tendencies.
Ever since her birth, Rosa has been broken. At first, it was her difficult birth which resulted in the death of her mother, then it stretched to broken bones from the roughhousing of the playground. and then, her fragile mind turned to dust.
And Danielle was there to put the pieces back together. One by one until Rosa was whole again. Or near enough.
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