Fighting for my life
- 24 Feb 2015
I see lips moving but hear no words. I can touch the world around me yet somehow it refuses to interact with me. I'm nothing but an extra in my own production. Fighting for my life just got a whole lot harder.
New school, New life, New name, New identity.
Here i am known as Bethany Brown, a plain ordinary name that will never draw attention. Here I'm the oldest of four kids.
Here I am seventeen, but most of all I'm safe.
I wish i knew what it was like before I became Bethany Brown, but my mind is blank when I think about the past seventeen years of my life.
I am nothing, but boring Bethany Brown.
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