Butterfly Chronicles

Butterfly Chronicles

Everyone has that rebel stage. That significant moment where you realize you’re not that same person that people have mistaken you for but that instead you have branched out to take over the world. Well, I can clearly remember my rebel stage at 16 years old, almost 5 years ago. It was the one moment where I decided to stop doing what everyone expected of me or envisioned me doing. Instead I did something that signified me as a person.

Many may look at it as a simple taboo butterfly tattoo. But for this sixteen year old it meant freedom. A moment when a girl grew up and took her life in her own hands. And a moment when a pen and paper became her drug.

A permanent scar of freedom. And she still seeks to be free…

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February 5, 2013 · 6:06 am

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