The inevitable end or the promising future?

The inevitable end or the promising future?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 27, 2015
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Have you ever felt so empty that the black hole within your soul slowly increases engulfing your body in an ever lasting numbness? This feeling flowed throughout Roxanne like an ice slowly freezing over her heart ever since her twelfth birthday. The day her world came crashing down and the pain of reality hit her. The day she lost everyone. Now in the summer of her senior year living with her reclusive grandmother and her self absorbed little brother, Roxanne hopes to complete one last year of hell and be set free from the cage of torture. With scares deeper then the seven levels of hell she continues unsure how long she will last, but who knew if she would find hope or slowly dissolve into the world that had already taken all she loved slowly losing herself to what she hoped she could over come..... herself.
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I was only 7 when I met her, but we had an instant connection. We were inseperable. She was always happy and joyful around me, but me on the other hand, I was a completely different story. I suffered a disorder that caused me to have no emotions. I told her my condition and she understood, but one day she dissapeared, I didn't feel sad, worried or angry like I should have. I just continued my day like any other day, but by myself. I continued to have no friends as I got older and talked to no one, but it didn't bother me. I soon became the "weirdo" as most people would say. I became known as the girl with no emotions.

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