There was this case of a girl who
went through abuse from her father and was just abandoned by her mother.
Somewhere along the way, she stopped being able to feel for other people. It’s
like her heart carried too much pain and had to close. On the outside she went
about life like any other student, even covering her own tuition. By the time
she graduated college, she had learned how to look okay on the outside, even
though inside, she was living in her own hell.
Anyone can have their opinion
about her crime. That’s their take, not mine. Deciding who deserves hell isn’t
my job anyway. I’m not here to play judge. I’m trying to understand how hell
gets built inside a person.
Kinda explains why
people-watching’s my thing. Not that I’m wondering what they’re really feeling
or trying to read them or anything. I’m no Sherlock Holmes, geez. I just like
watching the cause and effect of people’s choices. That’s it.
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