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I remember the time when I believed everything people told me. Everything. They would lie with their smiles wide and eyes deceiving and I would fall right into their traps. I don't however remember when I started seeing the truth. When I started seeing the demons hidden underneath their masks. It might have been when I realised my childhood friend didn't really care. That she was only using me. Or it might have been when I was 10 and the money that I was saving was stolen by my own grandmother. When she tried putting the blame on my brother and blaming my mother. Or maybe it was when I was 12 and kids started bullying me and the friends that told me they're there for me just left. I don't really know. I guess I just have trust issues. You can't really blame me.
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