Growing up as a child, I never really knew how to make friends, or even talk to people as a matter of fact. The kids in school would always bully me; even my teachers would make harsh comments about how I looked and called me mean names saying things like I was broken , or I would never meet people who truly loved and cared about me. I didn't like it, but I let them do it because I already knew I was broken, and that what they said wasn't true. My parents cared about me, they always told me as a girl, "don't worry young daughter, everyone has someone who loves and cares about them, you just haven't found that someone yet". My name nor my purpose, does not matter, however, I shall tell you my name; I am Amber Johnson, and this is my story.
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All For Love
RomanceMeet Amber, your typical student that everyone likes to pick on. Always told she would never find someone who truly loved and cared for her, and that she was broken, she always had to ignore it. Amber knew the truth about her being broken , and at o...
