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At some point our smiles break and everything we been holding in seeps out and we become the HURT. Scare face, two face, Freddy cougar sister. You name it, I've heard it all before, but Everybody thinks they have it figured out, judging a book by its cover but never checking to see what the context is all about. Funny, yeah you think you know me but you have no clue, you know what I want you to know because you'll never understand what I gone through. Since the age of 6 I been hating myself inside and out. I remember that day clearly something I will never go without. My life flashed before my eyes because of one reckless driver. Got sent home from work early because he was so tired. Swerve swerve lane to lane who would've thought his carelessness would leave me in pain. Blood everywhere while my mom yelled for help as she watches her baby girl life begin to melt. As God whispered in my ear, not just yet. He spared me, he saved me, he gave ME another chance. Who would've thought it wouldn't be a happy end. This scar on my face tells a story many will never understand, it took years and years to except the fact it will never go away and to cherish I get to live to see another day. So before you try to judge me and think you understand what I've gone through, take a second to think about because this never happened to you.
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