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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.

Some people came back to your life and got you thinking about why they were back. Did they come to ruin your life again?

Betrayal is not something that can be forgotten easily. Some things hurt us in the past that we would think about over and over again. Wondering where we would have gone wrong big we never found faults in our doing.

Asked ourselves questions over and over again because maybe there was something we missed somewhere. Humans were prone to error so we fucked hp along the way.

I was never the kind of person to be around large groups of people. I never had a lot of friends. I always wanted friends but the kids never wanted to play with me and I would never beg them to play with me.

Thinking back at it maybe I should have tried a little more to be their friends. Then I would have known how to deal with people. I had zero ideas on how to handle a situation.

NO SECOND CHANCES