Sorry, witches. This one’s kind of gloomy. Heed the content warning. Emotions behind the cut. 632 more words
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About a year ago this time, I posted on my personal Facebook profile a mild jab to the now former mismanagers of my former day program. 851 more words
“Dinner’s ready Girls.” Shouted the right hand of the household.
Ending her hushed secretive conversation, the eldest made her way downstairs, acting all joyful;
Brutally wiping away the tears falling on the one picture of the person she loved the most, the second eldest put on her fakest smile while making her way towards the dinner table; 140 more words