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Donna Mae DePola - Guest Speaker Chat ...May 25th 2013 ... for more information please read this!
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Tonight for some reason, it is feeling so raw. I've remembered something and don't even know if it is real. I really do sense him here, I know deep down, he isn't. I feel afraid. I remember a female being there but not my mum. I can't think who she was or why she was there. Its so frustrating and I don't know why I never knew.
I don't know if its since I wanted to accept that what they did and help myself but I can no longer bare anything more than a hug. When I first met my partner things were different. I wasn't scared but reckless, care free. Gosh, now I can't walk into a packed room. I used to sing in places a lot more, I'd play sports, I could argue back. Things were worse then too.
I can see there faces just about and hear my step dad asking for all their money. I can feel the water suffocating me as he holds me under. I can smell his stupid fisherman smell. But worse right now, I feel them.
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I don't know if its since I wanted to accept that what they did and help myself but I can no longer bare anything more than a hug. When I first met my partner things were different. I wasn't scared but reckless, care free. Gosh, now I can't walk into a packed room. I used to sing in places a lot more, I'd play sports, I could argue back. Things were worse then too.
I can see there faces just about and hear my step dad asking for all their money. I can feel the water suffocating me as he holds me under. I can smell his stupid fisherman smell. But worse right now, I feel them.
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