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Being Harmed {ON HOLD}
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In corso, pubblicata il ago 11, 2017
I am Harmed. Harmed by humanity. Harmed by my parents. Harmed by myself.
I have anorexia(low self-esteem) issues.  I have depression, something I still suffer from today. Anxiety, issues, and a ton more. I'm not even close to being Emily, the schools popular girl. She's literally perfect. Perfect life, perfect friends, perfect everything. I wish I was like them. I wish I was one of them. But sadly, I'm the outcast, the freak, the girl no one likes. I get bullied days after days. I live in a life of horror. I live without a dad, he left me when I was born. To bad  I have to suffer all my life. But no one cares. No one helps. No one can see. They are blinded and don't see I'm being harmed.
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"Suicide isn't cowardly. I'll tell you what is cowardly; treating people so badly that they want to end their lives." ~ Ashley Purdy 

*WARNING* This book may contain violence, cutting scenes, suicide scenes and maybe more. Read at your own risk. 

Please don't copy my book. If you do I can legally sue you or do anything other and it will or might include the court.  Do not plagiarize this content. All content is owned by me.  ;))

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