Words.
I’d never thought about it before— the way just a few simple words could change everything. They could change the way you view the world. They could change and rearrange your list of priorities. They could leave a scar on your soul that would never heal. They could make you breathless. They could bring you joy, anger, sadness, grief.
Black and white images flashed before my closed eyelids, as vividly painful as the day they happened.
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When the knock sounded on our front door, I skipped towards it with joy. Dad must have forgotten his house key when he went to go get desserts for us.
I froze about 10 feet from our front door.
Blue lights.
Mesmerized, I stared through the cloudy glass on either side of our front door. I thought about all of the times that front door
