Remembrance
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Ten years to the day. Exactly ten years since September 11th, 2001. A day I will never forget, not that I have a choice. A day I don't even know if I would want to forget because I've learned so much from it. And so I remember that day. Because those memories are all I have left. ~~~THIS IS NOT A TRUE STORY BUT A STORY ABOUT A TRUE EVENT.~~~
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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