She sat alone. The only sound the clock ticking on the wall. Her heart beating, she could hear her breathing and the crying inside. The most dreaded kind ever, the crying that no none could hear. It was inside. In the silence her very soul was weeping. A sadness inside her that was scary, that overcome her, made her feel like a prisoner to it. She felt helpless. Like no one understood her; but how can they, she cannot understand it herself. A deep, hurt feeling inside her she never wanted. Pity she hates that she just wants help and … Continue reading
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