For a moment
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Last published Fri, Dec 27, 2013
Its not easy waking up to a phone call that literally stops your heart. For a moment in my life I was happy, but life always finds a way to tear it down.. The words on the other line didn't seem true, they couldn't be. The television screaming went blank when I threw the phone at the already scratched screen. All it took was one, one stupid call to break me. I couldnt help collapsing into a ball of shaking numb tears. Sometimes you feel like you just cant, not blame everyone for these terrible things that happen, when inside you blame yourself the most for not changing the facts. Hearing the words on the other line saying " Ma'am I am sorry... ", I couldn't help thinking are they really sorry or is some kind of thing that they are required to say for so called comfort.
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