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” Her name was Esther” Part 1
Her name was Esther, the first girl who liked her, who said she loved her. In her cognizance, she thought, Oh, of course, she does. Nia didn’t understand what Esther meant by then. They met at the nail shop, and…
“A Letter To My Younger Self”
Growing up as a child, I would wake up to an environment full of hopelessness; I am not too fond of that word because it never worked for me. In aggravation, I wanted better. I wanted to be better. I…