Good and Bad
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"There's only two types of people in this world and that is good people and bad people, no in between. Don't get me wrong even good things can happen to bad people and even bad things can happen to good people, but if you ever meet a person who is in between. That will be the day you would have to make the hardest decision in life." My mom said looking at me straight in the eyes.
"But why mamma?" I ask looking up at her with curiosity.
"Because puddin that will be the day to choose if you want to go through the fiery pit of hell and stay with someone who can bring out a side of you no one else can or you never knew you had or for you to let that person go." She said looking down at me with those big beautiful brown eyes of her's.
"And what should be my answer momma if that ever happened..." I asked and all she did was look at me, unsure on what to say or answer that.
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Here's a story about a girl whose been struggling with life since fourteen and whenever she thinks she's overcome something it's like she plummets back down a hole of darkness and trying to fight her way back up to the top.
Started: October 15, 2017
Completed: December 3, 2017
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