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Childhood should be carefree, playing in the sun; not living a nightmare in the darkness of the soul
Dave Pelzer
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I'm so alive.As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its final descent. The magic is about to begin. The skies are ready to burn with brilliance, as it turns from a soft blue to a bright orange. Looking towards the West, I stare in awe at the hypnotic power of the waves. A giant curl begins to take form, then breaks with a thundering clap as it crashes on the shore
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Mother can beat me all she wants, but I haven’t let her take away my will to somehow survive
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Inside, my soul became so cold I hated everything. I even despised the sun, for I knew I would never be able to play in its warm presence
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And as she held me, I suddenly realized that my lifelong search for love and acceptance had finally ended in the arms of a foster parent
