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when I was little my parents told me that there were really bad people in this world.

my mind raced as I thought about clowns , teachers , and the dentist.

but they didn't explain that these bad people could be anyone I trusted.

the boy who broke my heart for the first time.

the girl who spread horrible rumors all around school.

the friend I thought would never leave.

the girl in the mirror staring back at me.

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