Belong
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"Why are you here, Ayesha?"
I turned and looked into his deep dark brown eyes trying to read his intentions but just like me, his eyes were also guarded. Not letting me know what he was thinking but so was I.
I turned and looked ahead of me and pondered.
Why am I here?
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Join Ayesha in a journey of self-discovery and self acceptance while embracing her demons of her past.
Can she open herself to what the world has to offer by herself or like us all, we wait for the right person to open up to?
This is a story of struggle, pain, love, happiness, finding your own independence in a world of dependence and judgement. Therefore, finding where you truly belong is upto you not others.
Maybe you might find yourself familiar to what Ayesha is going through.
"Its never easy to shake hands whether its the enemy or your past but never too hard to embrace them as well. All we just need a little nudge towards the right dirction."
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