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All Bottled Up (Unfinished)

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Parts 5
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Reads 142
Votes 11
Parts 5
Time 10m

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You've always been taught to release your emotions. Let them out. But what if you lived in a world like Lucy's? A place where you can bottle your emotions, and donate them. 

There are two days in a month called Donation Days. All it takes is a doctor, a needle, and a request. But what if that request isn't fulfilled? What happens when your emotions can't be bottled and forgotten? 

What happens when you try to oppose society and the way it works? What if not everything can be bottled up?



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Ho Sake Toh Rehna Tum Saath Mere...

How easy it is to let go of things that the heart wants to stay? Is only love enough to heal the brokenness we carry with us? "We carry these things inside us That no one else can see; They hold us down like anchors, They drown us at the sea !" ********** PS. The story contains mentions of PTSD and descriptions of sexual harrasment, depression and other such themes. Kindly skip or avoid if you're not comfortable with it.