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Gut me like a fish; I forgive you, I forgive you

Gut me like a fish; I forgive you, I forgive you
Photo Description: My carport – leading into the backyard. I really hate my backyard. I really hate this spot. I remember I used to be terrified of the white door – it reminded me of our cold room downstairs. It was also probably full of bugs and squirrels (it mostly is). But I think what scared me the most was the gate to our backyard. In the night I saw terrifying things moving out there. I had nightmare after nightmare of walking towards that gate and never making it because something came to meet me there first. I was talking about the barriers I’m building for myself. The fear manifests until it’s an unmovable violent force that keeps me at bay. But I can see the light behind it, and I guess that’s temptation enough to try again.

Tyler Anderson , 17 yrs

Etobicoke School of the Arts