She had been wrapped in the dark cocoon for as long as she could remember. It seemed warm, safe, secure. She did not know anything different until it began to tear. Light poured in through the slit in the side of the cocoon. She was both blinded and in awe that such a wonderful thing existed. Freedom began to become a possibility. She pushed her hands through the slit and into the light and began the difficult and painful process of emerging. There was no question that the strength required to come out of this cocoon would be developed as she pushed her way out.
Light filled her life and she began to see.
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