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3 years , 3 years since I last saw them. 2 years , 2 years since I last spoke to them. A year , a single year since I last thought of them. Spare change falls into my small coffee cup as I sit around in the city of New Orleans. For 365 days, all I've done was beg and begging soon became my job. For 24 hours, all I do is sit at the curb and soon that curb became the thing I called home. For 60 minutes, I dreamed about the adventures far from my "home", but never dared full filled them. And for 60 seconds, I thought about him, the one who made me this way. "Beg today, eat tomorrow" , that's the motto I was force to lived by.
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"Gabby why didn't you just tell me." He says and I know what he means Looking down at the ground I shook my head and say "I couldn't." I stand up and begin walking over to the big window. "Why Gabby? I'm not the one to judge." He says following me Turning to him I look closely studying him while his vehement stare was also on me. "J I didn't want you to look at me like a charity case. I can handle myself and I did very well for what was handed to me and what I had. Just please don't think of me different and don't look at me different." I say Coming up to me he wraps his arms around me and says "Gabriella I would never, how did this even happen to you?" Once again I stare at the ground "Jase one day, when I'm ready I will tell you." He slowly nods his head and kisses my forehead. As he continues to hold me a tear slips from my eye and I just allow myself to let the pain that was built up inside escape once and for all. Please come check out CRACKING OPEN. - Kay

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