My sister and I packed up the little Chevette. We felt so free. We were off to the open road. Just us two. Life was ours, to decided what we wanted to do. We listened to Feeling Groovy.... But we did not realise one thing we packed with us. We packed with us years of abuse. Like a ghost it followed us throughout our lives, always stealing our successes, always stealing our self worth. Leaving us bewildered and always blaming ourselves....
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