Yes, a part of me died. There was no one to bury, no ashes to disperse, and no mourner tears. I no longer suffer from terrible nightmares and memories. I …
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When I was a child, Christmas was a day of wonder and surprise. Relatives joined us for lunch at our house and the merriment was audible. The family gathered for …
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Child abuse has been going on for centuries and the statistics aren’t getting any better. The fact is, as long as men believe their wives and children are their property, …
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