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        Once there was a girl named Patty. she had a great child hood. Ponies. Dolls. Make up. Little did she know life was more difficult When she was 10 years old her mother, a drug addict, started selling her to men for drug money. By the time she was 12 she started doing drugs. She ended up in the hospital for overdosing on heroine. Two months later her mother died.

She ended up going to foster care. Her foster parents beat, molested, and starved her. She thought she had no point in living. So she started to cut her wrists. She made a huge mistake. She cut a major artery and had to be taken to a hospital. After she was discharged she was taken to a behavioral hospital. There she met her soon to be best friend Kassi. Kassi was there for suicidal injuries, too.

She tried so hard to get better but she didn't and ended up getting discharged 1 year later. Now she is 13 years old. She lived on the streets of Detroit. She lived on the streets for two years. She survived on food scrapes. Later on she ended up going to a shelter. There she was beaten, used, and raped over and over. 9 months later she had a baby. She named her Miracle. she really was a miracle though. She was a huge coping skill for her mother. She was a reason for Patty to stop doing drugs. Although she found no point in living, she found a new one.

She tried so hard to support her daughter, but couldn't. So she got married at 16 years old. UNWILLINGLY. She loved her family so much that she threw her life away. She had an abusive husband named Elias. He beat the 4 month old baby so much her fractured her leg. Patty knew she couldn't do anything. He gave them everything. She couldn't leave, she had tried once. He beat her. Until she bled. She had a child to think about. She couldn't risk it.

She loved her daughter too much. She couldn't let her suffer. So she gave her up for adoption. She didn't want to, but she knew it was the right thing to do. She thought " What's the point of living with out anyone to truly love and care for. She made her daughter a video. It said:

" Hi. My name is patty, your biological mother. I'm 17 years old. I had you at 16 years old. You were such a beautiful baby. I loved you too much to have you live with your abusive step father. I didn't want to see you get hurt any longer. I didn't want you at first, but then I looked into your small, innocent eyes. When I gave you up, I knew it was for the best. I just want you to know I LOVE YOU! Goodbye."

After she sent the video, she hung herself.

R.I.P  Patty Cram

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