We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I?

Paula Hawkins
We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I?
We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I?
We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I?
We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I?
About This Quote

We tell our stories differently, don't we, you and I? This quote is a reminder to us all that we will all tell our stories in different ways. Some will be told in large crowds and others pondered by only a few. Some will be shared with a family and others with one’s closest friends. The choice of who should hear your story is up to you.

Source: Into The Water

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