I can clearly remember my first day of primary, my dad was so happy and joyful that he got me and my older twin sister to stand in front of our family van dressed in our school uniform which consisted of a baby blue shirt a light blue skirt and then the black shoe with white socks. I remember him kneeling on top of the gravelled driveway to be at our level when he took the picture.
Who knew the memories that photo held would bring later on in my life, I most certainly didn't.
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Finding Myself
AdventureI don't remember much about my childhood only that I was a real B**** and I have a feeling that I'm traumatized so that's why I can't remember. Now I'm just a weirdo...well thats what everyone around me says anyway. But. I dont want to be weird I ju...
