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Silence is worse
I walk through the halls. I am invisible. No weird looks or stares. No eye contact or cheerful hellos. A hole eating me inside. Memories of the past keeping me up at night threatening to return. So young, so many years. I thought it was normal. I thought it happened to everyone. The fading bruises from the rocks and bricks and hands. The permanent bruises from the words. I fell for every trick. The lies to everyone who suspected. Nothing is happening now but I feel worse inside. Constant fear. I wanted to belong. I still do.
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