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Always falling.
This was what happened to me every moment. Just when I felt like everything was going to get better and when I felt like I could finally be free, I would fall! In the darkness of my thoughts. I would fall in the depths of my brain and in silence; this is what always happens to me, I could never taste the joy of flying and freedom! Because whenever I felt like I was feeling good now and it was time to fly, I would be crushed; in any way and by anyone.
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Maybe I should have learned courage from my father, but he was always afraid. Sometimes he pretended not to be, but I remember the pupils of his eyes. He pretended not to be afraid of wild animals and the dark, but when he was alone in the dark, I understood fear from his behavior. He was always afraid to talk to people and even worried about me talking to my friends. Even when my mother was not at home, he was terrified and walked so much that he did not have any life left. I did not have a hero in my life from whom I could learn courage and overcome my fears as a child. When I was hiding in the closet from the imaginary genie, no one saved me in the dark of the room. I was always like my father! Lonely and timid.
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Maybe I should have learned courage from my father, but he was always afraid. Sometimes he pretended not to be, but I remember the pupils of his eyes. He pretended not to be afraid of wild animals and the dark, but when he was alone in the dark, I understood fear from his behavior. He was always afraid to talk to people and even worried about me talking to my friends. Even when my mother was not at home, he was terrified and walked so much that he did not have any life left. I did not have a hero in my life from whom I could learn courage and overcome my fears as a child. When I was hiding in the closet from the imaginary genie, no one saved me in the dark of the room. I was always like my father! Lonely and timid.
