"I am someone. I walked past a dead face even though the person was alive. I saw my eyes in the mirror and cried at the sight. I looked at a person I didn't know and I met a friend. I got heads to turn when I walked past. I learned a lot about myself when I lost a new friend. I cried every tear in my body when I thought about love. I heard terrible things about myself when no one thought I was listening. I realized I was strong when I didn't cry when it hurt. I found out who I was when I was with someone else. I thought I was lost forever when a friend found me. I am still someone." - by Annastasia Aressia
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