Never be alone

Never be alone

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'It's easy to make mistakes. It's living with the consequences of them is the hardest.' The thought came up to Zaira's mind as she looked at her own reflection in the mirror. It wasn't her fault it came into this, even though it started in her own actions. Depression isn't what she feels in this moment. It's the guilt and fear she feels on herself for all the things she's done. Tears fell down as she heard a certain voice over and over again. "You know I love you", "Please let me out", "I'll behave, I promise". These words means nothing to her, she's tired and wants to sleep but then she can't ignore the voice that keeps on repeating those words. She's afraid that once she closed her eyes, everyone will know about them. Everyone will know the deepest darkest secret she has kept for a very long time. It's not that she's ashamed of it; it is because she's scared of it. And for them to judge her is the last thing she wanted.
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