What Hurts The Most

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It hurts so much when I look at pictures of this summer. I was so happy in Italy. I felt as if I belonged there. All of my family was so welcoming...

I feel empty now.

I love my family here, but I miss that part of Italy I had left behind. I miss my life loving, little cousins that would run around as if there were no troubles in the world. They were just so...

HAPPY.

I remember when the little ones would look up at me, and I could see all the love they could ever offer, in their beautiful eyes.

I MISS THAT.

I feel so unhappy around certain people.

Especially at school.

People don't understand why.

They just enjoy seeing people hurt. They don't see what they do to others.

I feel as if I have to watch over kids,

as if I'm their mother.

I feel like a mother.

WHY ME?

Like my father told me...

I have so much love to offer.

Do people intend to use that from me?