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Knowledge has no age

by Pyrrha

They say I am too young to understand the way the world works. They say it as if I'm not already aware of the wars in foreign lands or violence in our homes. As if I don't know of the fear of death. The price of freedom. The cost of living. They say it as if I don't know about the shootings or the homicides. As if I'm unaware of those making a living off of selling poisons to others Or of the ones who sell themselves to stay alive. They think I don't know about sex, drugs, death, fear, pain, or life itself. Nothing is hidden in this world. Your children grow up knowing about horror and crime. Its ridiculous to shelter them from what they already know. You believe they are innocent until they turn 18, But little girls and boys grow up with pain. There are no thoughts that you can contain. They will find answers to the questions even if you dont want them to be found.
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Pyrrha
24 / F / Texas
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Written by
Pyrrha
24 / F / Texas
Published
Jul 16, 2018
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20·171
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I have never understood why people these days are so reserved and offened by the truth. My parents raised me to be informed not to be afraid of the truth or speaking my mind.

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