Always There

Always There

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I’ve always comprehended the concept of abandonment. When I was eight, my mother and father drowned. After that, I isolated myself and built wall after indestructible wall around myself. Candice Wells, my aunt and guardian, was the only person that understood me, yet I ignored her, pushed her away. I never want to go back to the way I was before; reading reclusively behind the school, never uttering a single word to anyone, never showing anything but an impassive expression. I refuse to continue like that, so I have taken it upon myself to become the complete opposite. I involve myself in school activities, receive impeccable grades, and pretend as if my innumerable walls have suddenly caved in. I pretend I’m happy. I pretend that I’m content with my life. I put up a false front and nobody knows about it. Except for him.
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