As Usual

"28.5.15 - When I was eleven everyone in my class wrote a letter to their future selves. I left mine blank. The teacher never looked at them, she only looked at what her daughter who was in my class had written, she was a worried mother. I'd heard people talking in the halls later on what they wanted to be when they were all grown up. I never knew what I wanted. I didn't know much at all when I was eleven. Correction, I knew a lot of facts of whatever was taught then, but I knew close to nothing when it came to myself. I didn't know my favorite color, I didn't know what kind of movies I liked, I didn't know who I thought was the cutest boy in school."

A story about a young girl who feels trapped within herself. Like all of us once has.

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