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“Never let anyone tell you your truth has no value.”
He placed a hand on Daniel’s shoulder.
“Let’s go. Your mom’s waiting.”
They walked out together.
That night, back in their small apartment, everything felt calm again.
Daniel carefully gathered the torn pieces of his essay and placed them in an envelope.
He didn’t throw them away.
He kept them.
Because sometimes, the strongest thing you can do…
is hold onto the truth—
even when someone tries to tear it apart.
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