The Unknown, is it worth it?
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Last published Wed, Jun 1, 2022
" What does depression feel like", I sighed,
" It feels like a thousand tiny knives stabbing me continuously until I became numb to the pain" a blunt reply always works best in situations like these.
"I'm sorry baby"
" Stop saying that!! Stop saying those words as if they make it better! They don't! You know nothing! You have me up!" I yelled as the tears freely fell from my eyes
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Naomi Clark is about as messed up as they come. You hear about the foster system and how messed up things are in there, yet no one actually cares hard enough to change it. A teenager, about to age out of the system. A single mom, to twins. A girl who has fought her whole life in order to protect herself from the unknown and find herself, little does she know that finding herself, comes with a lot more than just finding out why she looks the way she does. They say its better to know a crappy truth rather than a lie, but sometimes, its okay just not knowing.
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