Life Sentence
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33 months never really seemed like a fair sentence, but that's what he got. Meanwhile I was serving life. granted I wasn't in a physical prison but the one I had created in my mind was all the same.
I was labeled the victim and for years I accepted that. but now, I'm done being the victim. My life sentence is over.
**Primarily based on true events however names and details may be altered for anonymity or dramatic effect**
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