How could I get scared of the night previously when I was experiencing my own horror story?! How could ghosts and monsters frighten me when I was already having them inside me?! How could I sleep when I rested my head on the pictures of god that hung on the wall and sobbed?!
They say we can bear the pain;we can go on living but the truth is it kills you everyday,little by little. Oh how desperately I begged for peace!
Wounds heal but sometimes the scars stay. And it is the scar that reminds you of that pain and digs out the buried memories.
monchu18 
So true. Wounds heal, but at times the scars remain with us for life.
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And those scars haunt us all the time.
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Wow. It is so haunting. 😥
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Scars always reminds of pain
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Yes they do…most inevitably.
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Yeah.true.dis is scars who remind d pain.but i love all pains because they inspire me to do somthing new.
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And they inspire me to write…😊
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Wonderful.a lovely reply.💕
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Monica, good morning. Thank you for connecting with me.
And what a profound talent from my youngest blog friend.
And I have to be here, a devoted follower.
I see wisdom beyond age here. Something I can easily fall in love with 😍
I know I can learn from you.
Your sincere follower
KJ
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Good Morning.I don’t know what to say.This is the best thing that I have ever heard.Thank you so much for such lovely words.🙂🙂🙂
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Wow, that’s a lovely feedback and I am delighted. I am just admiring someone who’s quite good at this young age.
So I mean every word I said. Wisdom beyond age
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🙂🙂 I totally respect your words.I’m sure I can give my fellow bloggers something wonderful to read from now on.
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That’s sweet and great spirit Monchu.
Your ardent follower is waiting 😊
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