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This is 2020. This is the year we never saw coming. This is the year most of us wanted to get our lives together. This is the year most saw as an opportunity. This is the year people coined to be "lucky" because it's a "nice number." This is the year that many planned to get hitched, have a baby, buy a house, travel the world - have a major change in their lives. But guess what? This is the plot twist nobody saw coming. A global pandemic. Covid-19 or the Corona Virus, however you may want to call it. It sometimes feel like this is all a dream to me. But it's about time we wake up and face the reality; we are stuck and this is not at all our imagination. This is real. A story waiting to be told to the future generations. This is the type of major history events future generations will be learning about. What kind of example do we want to set for them? What kind of lessons do we want to teach them?
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-Look at me! Look at my body and don't you dare to lie and say that is normal. People look at me like I was a disease, a contagious disease who gets attached to you, like a virus, travels through your body burns your hope, range shots your dreams, massacre your faith and your mental health. A virus that makes people gossip, whisper about everything. Your clothes size, your stretched skin, the amount of fat that you carry every where you go. You don't know what Is is like to live as I do. This virus eats me alive , makes me crave and urge for food , while I have my face buried in the toilet , throwing up , eating back, exercise and control. You can't love me, you can't love something like me, ans i know. It's a nightmare that crawls up my mind in pure day light. _____________________________________ He needed to met the next sunset in hopes he would starve to death or find the end of the road to a Clift, where his body could be found at the end of the tale that was written to be his life, however his tale couldn't end there, where his fears would be transported to the next life and hunt him for eternity.forced to find a placed after escaping death, at this new journey he found the healing his body, mind, soul needed, so did she.

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