One with the birds
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Last published Mon, Apr 15, 2019
This is a story raising suicide awareness.
You don't find out her name, but you find out her story.
A sadness consumed her that she couldn't control.
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Ever since she was born, her life consisted of abuse. At such a young age she was exposed to it- she grew up with it. She hates herself, her life, everything about her. Then he comes. Like a ray of sunshine to brighten up her day. But could a the person that gave her such joy, bring her the most pain in the end?
Started: 24 Feb 2018
Trigger warning: there are some intense scenes.
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