The Inner Monologue of an Eldest Daughter.

Entries from an estranged sister, and daughter.

“Our mothers tell us that there are no monsters under our beds, or hidden inside our closets but they don’t warn us that sometimes monsters come dressed as people that claim to you love more than the sun loves the moon.”

Nikita Gill

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