Butterfly
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"...Of course, they wouldn't understand. They've been pampered their whole life. They don't know how it feels to be me. They don't know what it's like to see your mother get beat by your dad for six years. They don't know what it's like to be pushed around by everyone you know. They'll never understand. Nobody will." I let my fear bring me down. I locked myself in my mind thinking I was alone. I was scared if I let somebody in I would be hurt again but then I realized...The change I was avoiding was the one that would give me wings...so I changed...and I flew.
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It all started my sophomore year of high school. The first symptom that struck me was the constant headaches. I was easy to brush it off since I had been overwhelmed with before and after school activities. More activities meant more coffee to poison the pain of maintaining my reputation. "It's the stress," I would constantly tell myself. Then it was the small fragments of my memory that kept being stolen away from me. Bits by bits, they would slowly vanish leaving me demented. I though I was going crazy because I couldn't remember simple things like where I lived. It never occurred to me that I would only have 6 months left to live.

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