She had felt like this for days. Emotion couldn’t even begin to describe the feelings: a dream that became a nightmare. When she came to her senses she felt presence—a sense of truly being in this world—a body that she could not escape and consequently made her happy.
What did that word mean to her? It was hard to fathom the depth of her friends' concern. Her way of coping with the world was through her support network. She needed people to feel alive; their mistakes and trivialities gave her a sense of compassion for what they were going through. She loved him.
What did that word mean to her? It was hard to fathom the depth of her friends' concern. Her way of coping with the world was through her support network. She needed people to feel alive; their mistakes and trivialities gave her a sense of compassion for what they were going through. She loved him.
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