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S o p h i a

I don't understand.

I don't get why won't actually tell me how she feels. I know that she's hurting but she always tries to hide it from me. It was supposed to be us against the world, but now it feels like there's no us.

Even when she's with me, she's never present. It's like something's haunting her. All I want to do is help but I don't know how. How am I supposed to help her when all she does is push me away? Why does she push me away?

For three years I pushed myself to keep going for the sole thought of finding my mother again. When I found her- my world was complete again. But I never actually found her. This isn't my mother. My mother loved me. I was her whole world. It's like looking at a ghost of a person.

My mom who'd tuck me in and kiss my head every night. Who brushed my hair every morning before school. Who always tried to make me smile, even when she was covered in black and blue bruises and cuts so deep they'd bleed through her bandaids. Who made cookies for me to come home to after school. Who stayed up at with me at night when I had a nightmare and who loved me unconditionally.

Now she just pushes me away. It's like i'm not even here. Like i'm invisible.

How is life so unbearable and miserable for her when she has me back? I'm her daughter. Why am I not good enough? What is she missing that I can't give her back?

Why am I not enough for her to be okay?

I just want my mom.

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"His face was so red and he was all quiet and shy like always. It's so easy to make him all flustered by just talking about her. When I told him that Enid told me that she thought he looked cute the other day, he was so red and was mute for the rest of the conversation. I swear, he wasn't even listening to anything I was saying after that, he was just thinking about that." I laugh to my mother, thinking back to teasing Carl the past couple days.

Little does he know that I tease Enid like that as well, just not as frequently because she scares me sometimes. I don't want her to stop talking to me about how she feels about him or opening up to me in general. Not him though. He couldn't not tell me anything even if he desperately wanted to- which is the case a lot of the time. He is also the worst liar I know aside from Glenn.

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