Little Dark One
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The day she found out that her name literally meant "little dark one", Ciara knew that her life was going to be nothing but an endless tunnel of darkness, from family issues to mental issues.
She was a lost soul roaming in a lost world, seeking love and happiness, wishing for peace and harmony.
Ciara's only friend was nature, birds were her alarm, trees were her mates, the rain was her happiness and flowers were her inspiration. She'd wake up every morning by the sunrise making sure she's the first soul to greet the beautiful warm sun and that's when she can carry on with her day.
She hasn't always been a dark soul, she believed in the saying "There's light at the end of every tunnel." She knew deep down that being in that tunnel was temporary, she knew that one day her soul will finally find peace. However, she never knew when, or how.
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