The Paralyzed Girl
The girl was paralyzed, But not physically. She was paralyzed in ways that cannot be explained. She was paralyzed in ways only few would understand. The girl felt as if there was nobody who understood her. If only she knew, I was here for her. That I understood her pain, that being paralyzed was something I had felt as well. I wanted to help, and I tried. But it only led to chaos and pain. The more I tried to help, the more paralyzed I became. But I knew from the beginning she couldn't be helped. But I couldn't help but see myself in the girl who was paralyzed.
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