chapter 3

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  True love nor friendship she got, so too another school she went. Now she started six grade.Something seemd to change in her, sens for other she stop to care; simpaty she couldn't feel. Something darker in her started to awake.
  Poor little girl, each and every night she cried herself to sleep in the dark. Poor little miss tears was now drowning in pain. The pain and lonlyness of never having a father. All the obsine words and awful beats she had to face everyday, burried her self-estime 10 feet under ground and by no other then her (biogical) "mother", the men she brought to the house, she was force to all and each of them "daddy" or her mother's furry and beats she'll had to face; and let not fotget the bullys of school who never seemd to leave. And all of this is just a little bit of what she was dealing with; for poor little miss tears this was just to much and heald it in until she could no more. She started to cut, bite, eat, schatch, hit, burn, stangle, drooned, starve and insulted herself. Until she lost her sanity and started hearing voices in her head.

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