15th birthday

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It was my fifthteenth birthday I decided to go out for dinner with my dad. After I went home and I saw all of my stuff packed up and put in the front in trash bags in the front of the house and said "hi happy birthday ur moving to another foster home" I was going to another farm in the middle of nowhere. One home that I ended up in I was there for the longest period of time was actually another family who liven in...India and being a little bland white kid on the reserve was very upsetting I was called that I had no one to back me up and I was getting bulled everyday because I was white and it was...difficult. I moved again. So I wanted to end my life🔫🔪😭🙈😔. There was actually one point that I had seen some of the girls that had beaten me up at the girls home I got really sad about it...

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