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It was the middle of my junior year when my mom told me we were going to move. We moved around often so I didnt think much about it,we moved so often because my step dad and my mom had a no contact order, once the police started knocking on our door asking questions we would pack all of our stuff and leave. After a couple weeks of going to school I met a guy named Dylan who shortly changed my life forever. He was my drug he harmed me in every way possible but I couldnt stop I always wanted more I was addicted.

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