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The life of an asthma patient! 
  She had everything planned, and rehearsed her speech a hundred times....but most times, stage fright overwhelms us all, and stage fright for her is different, she doesn't just go mute, sweat rolling down her face.....she becomes scared, anxious, panic claws at her chest, her head begins to spin, her breath fails her too.

Writing was her only strength, a place she could go to whenever the world didn't understand her, a place that didn't brand her 'weak.' It gave her strength, when hers was slowly diminishing, it gave her the courage to live when she felt the struggle to live wasn't worth it, it saved her when nothing else could, that was her only hope against the fading light....All Rights Reserved

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LIZA: A Broken Became The Blade

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