What if I died...?
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"I'm not fast the world's just slow!" a voice echos in the distance happily. It sounds like a child's voice... but maybe I'm imagining things.
It was a sunny day, but for Tahlia it felt as if a boulder of insecurities was weighing down on her every step. She used to be
happy but when something as bad as trauma happens to you... It's impossible to stay the same.
WARNINGS: SA, SH, r@pe, suicide topics, mw
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