Not an Object, Not a Weapon

Not an Object, Not a Weapon

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I was a doll to them, a simple doll that was played with for the amusement of others. They told me they cared for me, promised me that I meant something and ensured that I would be okay, it was a lie, all a lie. I don't care if they are light or good or whatever, they treated me like I was less than a human being and for what? No idea, no clue. I'm strong, that's all I know and I sure as heck am going to take advantage of it.
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This is my story, essentially these are real events I've lived through and I'm processing it by writing it down as a fairytale. It's probably fine. THIS IS DEDICATED TO MY FRIENDS: You are the ONLY ones who got me through all of these struggles! Thank you for saving me everyday. To me, you are the magic, thank you!

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