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copy: It was the first day of the rest of her *life.* This wasn't the day she was actually *born,* but she knew that nothing would be the same from this day forward. Although this was a bit _scary_ to her, it was also extremely freeing. Her past was no longer a burden or something that she needed to be concerned about and defend. She threw off the covers keeping her warm in bed, placed her feet over the side of the bed, slipped on her slipper, and took the first step of the first day of her new life.

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title: I made myself a peanut butter sandwich as I didn't want to subsist on veggie crackers.

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copy: The shades were closed keeping the room dark. Peter knew that he should open them and let in the sunlight so he could _begin_ the day, but he didn't have the energy or willpower. Nothing had gone as expected the day before and he no longer wanted to spend the energy to _begin_ a new day. He stared at the shades wondering if there was a way to disappear from the *reality* of the _world_ for the rest of the day.

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title: I am happy to take your donation; any amount will be greatly appreciated.