Part four: Being honest

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I ran up to my house and sat outside against the brick wall. I talked to Aaliyah trying to get rid of my years so it would look as if I was fine. I couldn't stop my tears from exploding out of my eyes. I decided to hang up and come inside. I ran into my Mom's arms and sobbed. I told her everything, all details about the men, the neighbor, my Friend hearing it all. She went to try and find the boys but couldn't. I told my friends and passed out in my bed. I haven't been on a walk since...

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