my life is complicated....
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Thu, May 17, 2018
I remember everything when I was born. The doctors struggled with pulling me out, the way I cried. The day these two guys came in and took me away from the doctors hold. They dropped me off at a woman's house and she has taken care of me since...
Hi i am Jen I am a junior in high school and I have no vision of my mom and my dad, I have this feeling that my mom and dad did something in the past.. and oh I have a missing sister that came after I did and you know what else The guy who is the bad boy was one of them and he was a vampire to...
I look both ways not giving her a chance to speak. She follows me as we cross the busy road.
"why won't you tell me You seem to know everything about me ?"
I sigh as we get across "because you would hate me and never speak to me again."
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