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Given To Life

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Following an official/ unofficial tradition Daniel woke from his sleep, to see his mother left a new 365 page notebook,  with a pack of black ink ballpoint pens. He didn't hear her come in, His mom wasn't home much. But then again, neither was he. The household all seamed to want to ignore one another,  probably best to avoid anymore fighting. His dad however was someone he still interacted with allot. Together they were restoring a 69 Dodge Charger r/t, a favorite of the both. The notebook however, was an idea from the family therapist. It was a way for him to release what he couldn't say, or what he had trouble getting across,  or just simply couldn't. Instead of using it to jot down things here and there, this year he decides to write his daily experiences,  as his own personal story of life.Tous Droits Réservés

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