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ives. Sometimes homes were loving. Sometimes they were cold. But everywhere she went, the same unspoken rule followed her:
Teachers didn’t know. Friends didn’t know. Neighbors didn’t know. Her last name changed. Her address changed. Her story disappeared.
But trauma doesn’t vanish just because it’s hidden.
She struggled with nightmares. Loud arguments sent her heart racing. She learned to read rooms quickly, to anticipate moods, to survive by staying quiet and observant.