Feb 13th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

I sold myself like some cheap thing you find on sale in a store or in the market. It wasn’t until a year later I realized what I was made of: stars in our universe. I was one in a million of them. My mother wove my hair on a Sunday singing a song, then she told me, ‘Ola, do you know what you are made of?’ She smiled. ‘Stars in our universe,’ I said. I was broken, hurt, used, and thrown away, but I found my way back. I found my value, I found my peace, I found sanity.

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