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Erin Vincent

“We read to know we are not alone.”–C. S. Lewis.

When my parents were killed in a road accident when I was 14, I searched for books that would relate to how I was feeling, but none of the grief books talked about the weird emotions and thoughts I was having. None of them spoke about the horror, the terror, the waking nightmare I was living. Terrible visions filled my head and I thought I was going crazy. I read about the “five stages of grief” and was angry and confused . . . “Why are my stages so different, so... Read More