Category: Memories
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My Paradise Lost…
The story of a girl who fell and no one knew why. The Moment… I was abused sexually at a very young age. The moment it first happened somehow I knew it was wrong so I told someone. “I want to rape you” was said to me. What happened next happened for years and it…
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Let’s Start with This.
I could tell you stories all day with the items in my house. My house is littered with memories from my kitchen to the bathroom to my art studio. Very rarely do I find myself in a store buying decorative pieces for my house. If I am there, it’s simply because I needed something for…