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"I really don't know what to say to her anymore. She's so stubborn. She won't talk, she won't even sit down on the couch. She stands for thirty minutes and leaves without a word. I want to help her, I really do. But she acts like she's alone when I'm right here with her. I want her to understand I'm here for her"
"Maybe she is alone"
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She seemed to have it all. Lavish lifestyle, prestigious school, beauty no one could comprehend.
But she was broken. And of course, everyone has their own problems to deal with.
She cried for help but her response was echoes.
Maybe someone responded but she never heard it.
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