Poison Apples
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Freya Jabez Wolfhart is something I am called. Grandmother named my first name 'Freya' she wanted me at least to have something that was mine knowing how selfish my parents were. Jabez was an unfortunate thing to have named me...which was exactly why my parents did so. I kind of hate them for it...naming your kids is like praying for their future right? So I wonder what they had prayed for for this to have happened to me.
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