Downfalls

Downfalls

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Every person in this world have their own downfalls. We sometimes stumble and fall on our knees. We may experience a lot of personal challenges but we usually solve them in our own ways. It could be through right or in a wrong process. But except me, I experienced a LOT of downfalls. I was tortured, lost and misjudged for very long time. Like any other people, I committed sin. A sin that brought me into a situation that would lead me to another downfall. The world is always like that, it is a place where you need to survive and life is a game of cards where you have to know how to play and manipulate it... and sometimes the only way of surviving or winning a game is to loosen your grip and let go... Published on June 18, 2016
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The Emotional Laceration of an American Girl.

This is my story. My name is Lalita and I must warn you before hand that this story is not for the weak at heart. This is not a story for those who are sensitive, defensive, and/or criticizers. Don’t tell me this could never happen because there might be someone like me around you. Don’t tell me what I should have done. What could you have done differently? Don’t pity me. Pity gets you nowhere. I just want you to see me. Please see me and my story. If this makes you cry, I’m sorry. I would never want to inflict the pain that others have inflicted on me but you have been warned. This is my story and it isn’t a happily ever after…

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