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A Thousand Years (Spinoff to Regrets)
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Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2015
'It's better to regret for the things you have done than to regret for the thing's you haven't'

When nothing seems to go right, when you feel like you are falling down a cliff and  sinking in a pool that has no water what will you do? Give up? Or try to break the barriers ? 

Isabella had always been scared to do anything after she lost her left hand in an accident. Though she seems okay on the outside, on the inside everyday was a nightmare. She couldn't accept people looking at her in a different way. She couldn't accept the fact that she was different. She wanted to be normal.
 
Little did she know that there was nothing such as 'Normal' and that it was just a word that was used by people to stabilize life.

This isn't a love story nor a story about love. It's a story of how a lone caterpillar builds a cocoon of hope, faith, friendship, love, confidence and determination and becomes a butterfly and flies over the barriers of depression, negativity, doubts, anxiety and hate.

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