Thursday, January 15, 2009
There was a time not that long ago where I was forced to keep a secret. The secret was one that I found difficult not to tell anyone like my parents. It forced me to be in a state of sadness and I wasn't the same person that I usually am. It had a great effect on my everyday life. Eventually the secret was revealed and a great weight was lifted off my chest. I do not enjoy keeping great, big, bad secrets in my conscience.
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