my story (abuse)
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Última publicación mié, may 3, 2017
it all started when i was 6 my mother commited suicide aftet my dad cheted on her i was left with my dad and older brother my dad then went on to drink a lot he whould get really angry over small things sutch as a messy kitchen my btother started to drink as well also getying mad at me somtimes hitting me my dad died a overdose on coke my brothet got worse that was until i met him.
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