I Wish it Were Over

I am giving up hope. I hear my Abba and Ima talking about the council and what may happen to me. They have many choices while I have none. They can cut off my hand, shave my head, tie me to a post for days, and beat me until bones are broken. And no one […]

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My Ring Is Gone!

I don’t know why I was so attached to that ring. It wasn’t the guy ! It was a thing, pretty but that’s all. Still it was difficult to lose.

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