Stay Away Or Pull Me Closer

Stay Away Or Pull Me Closer

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It's hard to say the things we mean. In general really. It's hard finding yourself when you're young. Loking back it's much easier figuring out who someone else is then actually thinking about who you are. When I was younger I met girl. Quinn. She terrified me not because she was scary or because she had a problem, she had a few of them but because I changed and I become someone I didn't recognize. I had to put it on paper. I have to remember. When you're young and you don't know who you are it feels like time can last forever. I can close my eyes and think of it all now and it doesn't feel like years ago. It feels like she is standing right here infront of me. Looking at me like she knows me better than I know myself. Making me feels things I never have. Write it on paper. Remember why you can't go back. Why you shouldn't. Remember what you have to lose. Perhaps that would be enough to make your heart stop aching for her. Or maybe it'll never be done. Remember and then forget. For good. Right? -Abbie
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I was only 7 when I met her, but we had an instant connection. We were inseperable. She was always happy and joyful around me, but me on the other hand, I was a completely different story. I suffered a disorder that caused me to have no emotions. I told her my condition and she understood, but one day she dissapeared, I didn't feel sad, worried or angry like I should have. I just continued my day like any other day, but by myself. I continued to have no friends as I got older and talked to no one, but it didn't bother me. I soon became the "weirdo" as most people would say. I became known as the girl with no emotions.

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