Chapter Twelve
*Abby*
There is a line in one of my fathers books, it goes ‘being Храбрая сердцем is not the absence of fear, it’s having the will do go forth in the presence of fear’ in which case I must be pretty Храбрая сердцем because honestly I am scared. I wake up scared, I go through the день scared and I eventually fall asleep still shaking with fear. I don’t know what to do, what is right или wrong, where to look или turn. I don’t know what to say, или think, I am so Остаться в живых in the indecision that every Переместить I make racks me with fear.
Just walking upstairs makes me Вопрос every Переместить I’ve made but I...
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