Remember Who You Are
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Last published Tue, Sep 22, 2015
"To remember who you are you need to forget who they told you to be." ~Anonymous
Growing up Makayla had always felt this large burden on her back. She constantly felt alone, unsafe, and unloved. It seemed that where ever she went she would ruin something. As the days passed, she seemed to become more and more afraid and depressed. She seemed to stop fighting for everything she loved or ever cared about. She constantly cried up to heaven wondering: Why?
Can Makayla find a way to survive? Will she give up on God?
Follow Makayla on her journey to remember who she is as she battles her depression and the world surrounding her.
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