[it's a very ugly memory, one that feels like it belongs to a different person, some remnant of the girl who went into the forest and innocently wandered off the path to pick flowers and chase butterflies. a girl capable of needing her mom to help her, instead of a wolf girl who has accepted no one is going to save her and she has to be strong enough to do it herself.]
...That was hard for me, but it was probably harder for my family. You don't have to pretend it isn't bad.
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...That was hard for me, but it was probably harder for my family. You don't have to pretend it isn't bad.