Cristina Heisecke
Joined September 2021
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Fly Away little Birdie
I’ll never forget how my skull knocked against the rigid red bricks of the front gate and the stream of tears rushing down my face but not a noise coming out of my mouth. Fear, rage and frustration shot through my veins making me tremble like a helpless dog, cowering with its tail between its legs. There was just a fuzzy jumbled mess of screams and something that sounded like a dog barking. My mother threw herself in front of me making a barrier between him and I while my brother pleaded for him to stop.
By Cristina Heisecke4 years ago in Motivation
