My Trubles Are Everlasting

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When I was twelve, my mom said that I was a strange chiled and no one could really love me and I would end up alone forever.

when I turned thirteen, I started playing with knifes and mom told me that I was scaring people off and that I should just end it all with my favorite switch blade.

When I was fourteen, I would cut my hands and fingers cause I started to belive my mom when she said I would die alone and no one would miss me.

When I turned fifteen, I locked myself in my room and cut my hands and feet then cried as my mom laughed in my face.

On my sixteenth birthday, my mom told me that I was a waist and that the world would be a better place without me.

When I turned seventeen, I couldn't take it anymore so I got my switch blade and I slit my wrists and just sat with my back agenst the wall as I blad to death, that's when a boy came in and ran over to me picking me up in his arms and taking me out side as he screemed for help then he layed me on the grass in my front yard and told me how everything would be fine
I felt my eyes get heavy as I watched him cry for me then he planted a soft kiss on my lips just as flashing lights came into my view. When I turned eighteen, my mom disowned me so I loved with my boyfriend, the boy who saved my life a year ago.

When I was nineteen, I live with my boyfriend in our new apartment and we're starting our own family begining with twins.

On my twentieth birthday, I had my babies, two little boys, Dolton and Dimitri, they had their fathers brown hair and dimpled smile and my blue eyes.

When I was twenty-one, I said my vows and married my hero like in the stories.

When I was twenty-two, I kissed my husband goodbye and waved as he left to fight a war that wasn't his, a few weeks later I got a letter that apologized for my loss.