The abandonment

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I was six when my parents through me away as if I were a worthless piece of trash, and I mean literally through me away. I will never forget that day,it still haunts me as I am now 15. I remember being spotted by a lovely lady named Doris,and how she took me in and told me it was going to be alright. Doris gave me comfort,and love which is more then I can say about my birth parents. But of course that amazing feeling disappeared when she told me I was ill and she started to panic.

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