I am Ana/Stasia

I battle demons that won’t let me rest, I shouted out into the airs, they hurled and turned away from me. “Anita you are an orphan,” his words echoed into the deepest oceans of my hurting heart. Yes, I always felt like an orphan walking naked through the darkest nights. Although, I was breastfeed, never did she hold me tight. I tried hugging her legs because I was terrified; she pushed me away and then placed me in a crib. This is when the demon came. He stood in front of me watching me breathe. She failed to protect my innocence. O, how haunted I am by the distant memories. […]

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