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Dear Diary,

Today, I hate my parents. Let me explain what happened. That guy had hit me again. What made it worse was that it was in front of my drunk mother, who did nothing about it. But, she did do something. Hit me as well. And called me worthless. Anyways, I have to hide all these bruises :(

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