Essay about Healing (Through the Waves)

The moment I jumped out of the boat, I knew I was in trouble. The waves were so high and so ferocious that I immediately found myself kicking my legs and flailing my arms helplessly. I tried to cling on to the boat knowing it’s my comfort zone and so long I don’t let go of it, I’ll be fine. CONTINUE READING AND DOWNLOAD FREE EDITABLE FILE HERE.

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