by Abbey (12 years old)
(Worthington, Ohio)
Truth is the hardest thing to find. It is hidden beneath the ice
of a never ending river. The truth sinks deeper with every lie.
When the ice is broken only one chip comes off that skitters across the river. It is running away before the ice cracks. Once one lie is told it takes 100 truths be told to trust yourself again.
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