I don't really know where to begin. Maybe I will start with my age, name, and why I am telling you this story.
Well, my name is Ada and I'm 15 years old. I am telling you this story for no reason what so ever except that my social worker told me to write a story about it. This is just the beginning of the explaining of how I really got here.
I've lived in an abusive home for most of my life. Not the physical abuse, more mental abuse. Don't get me wrong. I loved my parents. They gave me everything and taught me everything free of any cost. It was just the way they treated my sister, Rose and me. How do I even start.
Well, one, they would tell us how horrible we were and how we would never be approved of their expectations. That's just one tiny thing, though. I could go one forever and ever, but I don't have the time. Let me just get this straight.
Life is a beautiful mess. Things can be complicated and hard, but we push through them to see the good in other things.
This is my story. This is how I find my beautiful mess and I am telling you this story. Well, mostly because I am being forced, but I think my story is important, honestly.
So, get your seatbelts on because it is going to get really crazy soon.
(Writer's note: this is not based on a true story. It is all made up and is fiction!)
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