Perpetually Broken
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Last published Mon, Dec 5, 2016
A fire that changed everything, and I mean everything. Her mother gone and her dad fighting to put her away. She wasn't crazy, she didn't think she was crazy. She was thrown into a cold building, where everyone stared but didn't say anything. Where screams were heard all night long. It didn't matter if she was crazy or not, she was in this building, this institute with the mentally insane. If that wasn't enough to drive her crazy, her own thoughts and solitude surely would.
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