People had always said that I'd write, because

I liked to read, but I always scoffed at them.

Telling them that it was a lie. But now I'm not

So sure. I used to read to drown myself, to

Block out the world around me and save

What I am, salvage my heart, and to protect myself.

Now I just do it because I enjoy it. I write, not because

I'm good at it, but because I want to. I have to.

The End

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