Imagine how it would be to leave behind the past that haunts you unflinchingly, terribly, and sticks to you like a wet shirt. Imagine how it would be to become the brave and happy princess of the stories you have listened to since your childhood. Imagine how it would be to become your own hero, your own savior. Imagine, for once, how it would be to pick up the broken shattered pieces of your heart while their edges hurt you. Those tiny pieces will inflict upon you an unbearable pain but once you’ll learn to carry them without any complain, they’ll join together, on their own, without your assistance. the broken will be mended and it will emerge as a beautiful whole!
And perhaps, the light of your imagination will push you into driving the darkness out of your reality.
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