Devastation
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Julia's close behind me now. Her voice reaches me, lacing in and out of my mind, forcing me to remember that I'm not prettyenoughsmartenoughthinenoughgoodenough. My feet move an inch. The edge of the cliff is rough and rocky. I spread my wings wider and take flight.
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You never really realize what kind of bad things can happen to people until you actually see these things happen. When I was seventeen, my best friend went through something that has left me traumatized to this day. If only we’d been more informed, maybe we could have done something. We could have tried to help. But I seemed to have been the only person listening to her silent cries for help. And there wasn’t anything I could do. Cover made by my friend Tee (AKA A_Blonde_Unicorn)

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