The I'm-Perfect Victim
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Last published Thu, Jul 2, 2020
"You will tell your story, and people will feel like they have an idea of what you're going through, the truth is they haven't even scratched the surface yet, but share it anyway, because if it makes even one person feel less alone then it was worth sharing" Sifah said and Sasha hugged him. She closed her eyes, Sifah's courage gave her courage. She held on to Sifah, he was sincere, he wasn't promising to be there for her or to understand her, but he was allowing her light her candle on his and run with it sharing it with the rest and before she knows it the world will be full of light and beauty
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