Every time we fall, we don't just stand up.. and although this may sound more pessimistic than it really is, when we do stand up, we're more scared. More scared to fall again, to be hurt once more, and to show our vulnerability to people who believe in what we can do.
This is my story, I'm Sofia, and I have Osteogenesis Imperfecta.
What I have learned, though.. is that however scared we may become.. there's always someone who'll be there and who knows you can do everything but anticipates your fall. There will always be someone who may not give a promise of forever but a life of devotion.
He was that someone to me.
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Forgive me for the inconsistency and the fact that at the end of the selection, I lost my train of thought. My sister entered the room and it halted my brain to make a story.
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