I'm terrified. Life is so unpredictable and that scares me. One minute I'm part of a happy family and the next we're divided. What divides a family to the point of resentment? Why?
Life changes so quick I can't keep up. Sometimes I try too hard and end up tripping and lagging behind. Sometimes I don't try hard enough and I become a forgotten memory.
Sometimes I think about what it'll be like to be old. Will I become an empty husk of myself, constantly trapped in old memories that I will never be able to grasp. Will I be forgotten? Will I rot away quietly?
The thought of that makes me want to curl up and scream.
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