I caught a glimpse of the girl I used to be. She seemed weak and unable to speak her mind. She, just sat there and let the situation happen around her, while the feelings inside of her bubbled like hot lava at the core. My journey has taken me away from her, but sometimes she shows up. Maybe she is there to remind me where I have been, or maybe she shows up to throw me off of the path. Either way, she is a part of who I am and she is a part of the journey. Life happens, I am still okay, I am still real.
Denise
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