Debbie has her legs folded to her chest with her hands wrapped around her, she rocks herself back and forth, staring into space.Just when she thought, everything was right and in place, the one thing that made her feel sane and normal, was caught on fire. She sighs tiredly allowing her tears flow freely down her cheeks, every hardwork thrown into the mud, she might as well slit her wrist this very fûcking minute.She leans on her couch, glancing at every object in her small home, recalling how she started, from a scared little girl with the responsibilities of a parent. At that time, She only knew doctor Susan and she was familiar with rare cases like hers, she offered Debbie the best care and support while every other individual saw her as a burden. Being such a stubborn child, she didn't give in easily, she relapsed several times, went into the emergency room like a daily routine just to be revived, even therapy until the sudden revelation of paintings.She could be in a room for
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