Chapter 15

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It was the night of the anniverury of my mums death. This day has been so long already can it just end already. It was 4.00 in the afternoon and i was tired already. i walked/ limped and carried myself to the couch. i was thinking of this past year all the stuff that had happened.

i wrote to my real dad (whos in the army) and got no reply,

my mum commited suicide exactaly a year ago.

I have been in a fight,

almost died.

Been in hospital.

Had a teacher die that actually cared me. She even wanted me to move in with her.

i had been raped multiply times

i been beaten so many times by my dad

and i cut.....

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