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I saw her sitting on the swing by herself. I noticed there was another swing available, so I took it upon myself and joined her, so she wouldn’t be by herself. I knew what that felt like and it wasn’t nice, so I put myself into her shoes, and to my shock they fit just right. I thought well that’s ,weird I’m bigger in age and height. Then, I noticed her clothes they were familiar from my past, but they fit her just right. She also had a beauty mark on her face, in the same place that mine remained. But I shrugged it off and swung my legs to catch up to her pace. She found me shoulder to shoulder sharing the same smile across my face. Our eyes met and the color and shape were exactly the same. Our swings then slowed down and we both stopped. She looked over at me, paused and very low and softly asked why has it taken you so long? With the pressure of tears building up behind my eyes, fighting them back I gently replied, because it took me awhile to face the truth inside. That at some point I allowed the world to break you and I. I couldn’t protect us then, and shield us from what others did and some still do. That even applies to me and you. Because a long time ago I allowed you to feel alone and made you believe you were not worth anyone’s love not even your own. But I was wrong to make us digest ill lies all because of a fear that I grew, since faith was invisible to the naked eye. And my belief that things could change became a distant dream of mine. But we are so valuable and worthy, we deserve love for every breath of ours is deserving, and I hope you know we are loved, YOU and I. . I stopped and waited for her response but she was silent and just stared back at me. It was in that moment I felt a release. It was the heavy weight I had carried that didn’t belong to her or me. She eventually stood up from her swing, and came closer to me, put one little hand on my shoulder and the other on my heart, she leaned in and whispered, without you we wouldn’t have made it this far. She then walked off into a sunset with red and orange hues, she looked back one last time and said I love you, thank you . I immediately felt this jolt of happiness, she was free and I was finally accepting of inner peace.

By Sierra Mazzucca