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Life is like a puddle of water. The bigger the puddle the harder it is to get through. She almost gave up. She almost let her past define her future. She almost gave up instead if growing up. She didnt let herself be happy for herself but for others. She almost let the pills beside her bed, that were calling her name, win the fight. She almost let the darkness be the only thing she saw. the only thing she believed in. Her only safe place. She almost became the darkness.