Mother
I scream,
She cries.
She screams,
I cry.
We scream.
We lie.
Slowly inside we die.
I love,
she loves.
We love but we hate.
We close our eyes,
time ticks by.
We see images,
to what could've been a real family.
It tears us apart.
I walk away.
My hands clenched strong.
She leaves out of sight.
I fall to the floor weak.
I love you.
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Hello, I am a sophomore in Animo Pat Brown. I am 15 years old and prefer being called Cassie than my real name. I love to meet new people and try out new things with the support of others. I hope to become better prepared for my future.
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