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i didn't understand

by apathy

when i was younger, too oblivious to understand what was going on, i didn't know what was happening. we would play a little game hiding in the hallway, running in and out of my room, laughing, having fun. well, we were too young to understand what was going on. i didn't understand until years later, that when we were playing games, my parents were fighting, getting closer and closer to there divorce years later, i now understand what happened, but now, i honestly wish i didn't... because my family was broken, and i'm broken now too
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Jan 25, 2015
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