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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

<p>Eveeyone jas that one person they consider there lucky charm. Someone who made you feel safe. Someone who you wanted your kids to meet one day. Someone who never made you feel bad about yourself and she was it for me.</p>

<p>I had figured out that we were going to be there together till forever. Sometimes I felt like screaming to the sky asking why it had to be her . She was my pillar of strength but now she was gone and I had no idea what to do. I wanted the world to open up and take me with her. I felt like giving up ,tried before but failed everytime. My parents saw me as the bad kid if the family. Did they care ? They never sat me down after her death to ask me if I was okay. I wanted to tell them that nothing was omy but I wondered if they would hear me? Itsas like I was now all alone. No one would care if I gave up. </p>

LUCKY CHARM