18: Strangers Are Best At Listening

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With a hasty swallow of one sleeping pill in her hand while she holds its medium container, although she barely remembers its origin, Sharon wept without facing her aunt, hoping that the drug would work as fast as a heartbeat - but to no avail. She tried to ignore the old woman's shouts and repetitive remarks and, but covering her ears with both of her hands and a thick pillow didn't even help a bit to ease the deafening noise. Her head was full of thoughts she wanted to find resolve, her heart was tearing apart because of all of a sudden happenings she still hasn't processed yet. It was all new, it was all painful and unbearable, and it all crushed her world in just a span of days. With the constant ringing of her old woman's voice around the room, Sharon screamed internally and grabb

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