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Submitted to Contest #26
I used to be called Carla, I think. To be honest, i dont remember who i was before i became who i am now. All i can recall are four very white walls and that terrible despair that filled up my lungs, closed a fist around my throat and held me close. I dont try and remember all my names either. Call me what you want to, it doesn't matter to me. Sometimes it hurts. I know I will never fall in love or know freedom because I am trapped in this place with this name on my chest and this thick woolen cloak wrapped around my shoulders. My body is ...
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