“Death reached into my world, took me by the hand, and tried to pull me into his embrace, but I resisted. I pulled back and refused to follow, refused to be his bitch. When Death let go, he hollowed me out, taking everything I knew with him.
I wasn’t really going anywhere with my life; I spent my time running or hiding from it. There had been comments made by parentals, like, “Karen could go somewhere with her singing… if she could only learn the words,” but it was always said in jest or drenched in sarcasm.
“You’re the black sheep of the family,” was said a lot by those same parentals looking up from the family bible, smiling their chocolate covered teeth in my direction…”
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