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THE DIAGONAL RELATIONSHIP
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Ongoing, First published Jul 15, 2023
Dina Pant. I Wonder What Made My Parents Name Me.
Life Hasn't Been The Best In The Loneliest Home At Walnut Avenue, just Better. At least there are sober people to remind me of my existence even if not in the best way possible.  It's just better than everything I had left in my former life just like the mother of mine left this world for good.

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Just as I left the residential gates I noticed something. Has a House Always Been Here, That Too With A Real Person residing in?
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This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.