I was born August 5/1997
My mother had spent her birthday and several more days until I was finally here , she experienced heart aches from the time I took my first breath until now... , i remeber seeing pictures of me conected to cords and how my mother shed a tear every time someone asked her about my story.
it takes a lot of courage for someone to come out of there shell to tell the world there true story and if course their struggle.
Here is a peek of the first chapter I know it's short but I tried
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~christna 😗
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The Struggle
Non-FictionThis story is strictly based on my life no Bull shit just keeping it read to find out more about my life and my daily struggles ~christna
