"The Light That Guided Me"

"The Light That Guided Me"

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My mother was always a positive influence in my life. She always knew how to make me feel better. For as long as I remember, I always had trouble controlling my emotions. When I was a young teen, I had started to go through depression. It was a rough battle, that I had gone through. One that I had dealt wi to alone for a very long time. Eventually, my mom had noticed a drastic change in my behavior. When it became too much, my mom stepped in to save me from more pain. This is the story of how my mom protected me from the dark and guided me back to the light.
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[COMPLETE] I looked at my mom's blue eyes. They held love. Her kind of love. Empty yet full of all her emotions at the same time. It was hard to explain. While her face remained calm, her eyes screamed of fear, joy, anger, love, sadness, pleasure and hatred. She didn't flinch. The traces of emotion rested within her blue irises and her black pupils. Those were the parts that held her screaming soul. Her raging spirit. Her crying mind. A child who had to grow into a woman she did not want to be. She raised the gun toward me. Warning. This story contains: - Abuse - Drug abuse - Violence - Kidnapping - Rape - Explicit descriptions

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