The Beginning
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Last published Mon, Feb 12, 2018
"You won't get a peep out of that girl." What was she thinking that always kept her mind so busy? It wasn't always like this, ya know. They've changed her from the innocent to, well, not so innocent. "Make it stop!" She'd plead. Others weren't sure how to help so they abandoned her, leaving her drowning, struggling in her own mind. There were people who she had came across that did know how to help, she's so attached. Some still haven't left and she's glad for that, thankful even. She's rebuilding herself now with the help from her friends.
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