(Tiny bit of backstory)
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I had just turned 14 the day before I moved back into my mothers place. My baby brother was born the day after mine. A lot of shit went down that day. My step mom and my Dad thought I wanted to move back, I didn't. The night went on and all 3 of us argued. I soon texted my friend and she came instantly and stayed with me til i went home.(11:35p.m.)My dad and step mom said they were going to talk to me when i came back.I arrived to the home I stayed in that soon felt like a stranger. My things were packed and ready to be taken. So, I took and left. I was heartbroken and shattered. I cried so long to the point that tears would not come out. All I could feel was my heart breaking while I sat there in silence.
My mother soon enrolled me into the highschool I go to now. I was happy, new people, new life. This "new life" would get tiresome and toxic. I soon made a few friends. Along with those friends was a blue eyed boy whom I fell In love with. He was my everything, or so I thought. I never thought i would be hurt by the people I loved most.
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{Written around 1:30am to 2:20am}
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NonfiksiHi, I'm Rose, an old boyfriend of mine did a horrendous thing to me when I was 14. I'm turning 16 soon and I want to let people know that they are not alone. I also currently suffer from PTSD, depression, anxiety, trichotillomania, and self harm urg...