She became something to fear. I know what that is like. How much easier it is to be scary. If people are afraid of you, they won’t risk getting close. The truth is I don’t know Coraline. Not really. Not what makes her laugh or her favorite color. Who she wanted to be when she grew up or if she’s allergic to shellfish. That’s what makes this…odd for me. Having this connection with a person I hardly know. I do not know her the way most do, but I know her in a way no one else ever would. Our trauma is a kindred spirit, emotional turmoil that two strangers on an interwoven path share. We’ve both
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