Scars
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The day I lost Mya was the day I lost myself. There I was sitting at my best friend's funeral thinking 'this is all a dream please wake now'. I mean this is the longest dream I have ever had. All I was doing is staring straight at nothing pinching myself just hoping it was a dream. I realized have nothing else to live for. The person who is the reason why I'm still here, McKayla Selvette, is gone. The worst part is she gave up on life. Which is killing me inside.
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