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Shadows of Life
EMILY LAM
This book is dedicated to….
 
FOREWORD
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ightmare. It is a word used to describe a scenario where someone istrapped in a never-ending cycle of intense terror, fear, and distress.People usually don’t describe their lives as a living nightmare but thereare not other words to portray the current condition of my life. I am atmy breaking point; I don’t know how much longer I can handle thetrauma. I need to break free to this life, but how? My life is nothingshort of a living nightmare. I was wake up everyday in a pool of sweatwith the vivid images haunting my mind. Ever since that disturbingincident, I have never trusted anyone and at most times I don’t eventrust myself. I am shielded from the rest of society in my comfort of mysanctuary. I had become an outcast and have been living in this hellholefor over 3 years without stepping outside. I am afraid to let anyoneclose to me. My life was unbearable; I didn’t want to be in this worldany longer. At times I would take a knife to my chest hoping thateverything would be better if everything were to disappear. Thewindows are barred; doors are under lock and key. I never wanted anyof this to happen. When I was young, my goal in life was to becomesuccessful in something I like to do, and to go out and enjoy life insteadof fearing it. I dropped out of society in a giant leap and hid myself in ahole of terror and avoidance. In the beginning, my life was much better than how it is now. Time ago, I had a great life, not perfect but still pretty good. I had a strong social life with superb academicachievements. The downfall of my life started when my mother died.She was a great woman who would offer me assistance when neededand gave me space to learn at my own pace. It was two days after Christmas and my mother was returning home from her seminar. Fromwhat I remembered, her car collided front first into a drunk driver. Itried my best to stay on top of things after my mother died but mygrades began to slip. On the other side of my family my father was notas kind as my mother and sometimes he became very violent. He was avery protective figure, shielding me from the mistakes that he had made
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