My name is Jazmine, I look like a happy and cheery girl but if you look under my sleeves you will see the memories... My memories. I have been without a dad for as long as I can remember. It's just my mom, my sister, and I. My dad left my mom once my sister was born and I was only two. She has to work two jobs to support me and my sister.
My mom is always out of the house leaving me to take care of my sister, she's 11, I cook for her and wash her laundry. It's hard but I guess it's better than living in the streets. I've never been the social type, I like to sit alone and read. And I'm not exactly the prettiest girl ever I have fat legs and cuts on my wrists, not exactly the 'Disney princess'. No guy has ever really liked me, but there is this guy that I like his name is Matt. He is what you'd call 'popular' and I'm well an outcast and that never goes together it's like trying to mix oil and water, it just doesn't work.
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Teen FictionA girl named jasmine has been cutting ever since the one horrible day that she remembers everything about. Her mom works so much that she never sees her and she is basically supporting her 11 year old sister on her own.
