Sunday, 18 September 2016

Because of all the times I felt the need to apologize for the space I inhabited

Bring your secrets, bring your scars. The crowd was on their feet, cheering wildly. Flanked between my dear friend and my loving husband, all my senses were alive and content. What could she be apologizing for? I thought as my brain scrambled for a response.
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Amee:
We even talked about doing things together.
(18 September 2016)

Amee:
We were acquainted and we used to talk.
(18 September 2016)

Lyndia:
Poll: How do you make hot milk?
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
MY PARENTS TOOK MY STUFF AWAY!!! Was this fair?!?
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
She just ignored me and didn't say anything.
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
I told her I was sorry 5 times and she STILL won't talk to me.
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
Its been three months and I'm only 15. My mom is giving me the silent treatment because I said something nasty to her yesterday.
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
Why can't my parents just get me off punishment.
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
Then he just snatched it out of my had and ran out with it.
(18 September 2016)

Sha:
Yesterday my dad told me I needed to give him my phone and I said no.
(18 September 2016)

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