I, the dandelion

I, the dandelion

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'I, the dandelion, although at the whims of the brutal winds of nature, will soon be free.' I am Zoya, and I was once trapped within a withering flower. My mother told me that the same winds that threaten to blow you off course, are the same winds that will set you free. I didn't believe her, until those winds shook the beliefs I had based my whole life upon. This is the story of how I, the dandelion, saved myself.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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