Chapter Twelve
*Abby*
There is a line in one of my fathers books, it goes ‘being ब्रेव is not the absence of fear, it’s having the will do go forth in the presence of fear’ in which case I must be pretty ब्रेव because honestly I am scared. I wake up scared, I go through the दिन scared and I eventually fall asleep still shaking with fear. I don’t know what to do, what is right या wrong, where to look या turn. I don’t know what to say, या think, I am so लॉस्ट in the indecision that every हटाइए I make racks me with fear.
Just walking upstairs makes me सवाल every हटाइए I’ve made but I...
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