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Chapter 1
Okay.
You think your life is tuff, right?
You cry because you can't get the new iPhone. I cry because I'm beaten.
You cry because you didn't get the shirt you wanted. I cry because all of my dreams were taken away from me.
You cry because you can't afford the new pair of shoes. I cry because, well this is who I am. And I can't change that.
Picture this. A trailer in Indiana, a very old and run down trailer.
It's white with dark green fake plastic window shutters, black water stains running down the sides of the white thin sheets of metal.
A new porch that has just been built, all made out of fresh cut wood. A white door with a window that has white blinds. Black door knob.
Around the yard is an old trampoline, just for the three children that live in this house.
A shed, just built, resting right beside the trampoline. This shed also called Dads Shop, or Dads Garage.
The grass. Dead.
A big red Ford truck in the rocky driveway. A big tree right next to the driveway, with a black mailbox right next to it.
Now picture a girl. Age of 16.
Shoulder lengthed beautiful golden curly hair, bruises across her face and arms and leg.
This girl. Is Me. Faith Evans.
You and Me. Me and You. Are totally different people.
All I wanted was to live my dreams. Make them a reality. But then it was taken all away. My friends have to save me.
If they can....
Here is my story...
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