I was always a normal kid. I loved to play with Barbie dolls, go to my neighborhood park, and steal the cookies from the cookie jar my mom forgot to put away. I went to birthday parties, got excited whenever I saw a dog, and felt the need to scream any time I didn't get my way. I never knew that on January 12, 2010, all that would change.
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Senseless
Teen FictionEveryday I do the same thing. I wake up, wash my face, brush my teeth, do my makeup, go to school, hang out with friends. Most people however, don't take 7 pills with every meal. They don't struggle to remember their own name. They don't see people...
