mis problemas y yo

mis problemas y yo

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hola yo me llamo jennifer tengo 17 años y vivo en una sociedad muy complicada en el sentido a discriminación , yo voy a una escuela llamada william star , esta escuela es muy linda pero las personas que están adentro no lo son me discriminan todo el tiempo por ser na chica estudiosa y no muy sociable y por no vestirme asi como las otra chicas con mi short y puperas. Cada día que voy a la escuela voy con mucha alegría hasta que me empiezan a insultar y a molestar mucho y al final del día me voy llorando a mi casa ,y yo se qe no les tengo que creer lo que me dicen pero al fin y al cabo me lo termino creyendo porqe me termina doliendo ,lastimando ,hiriendo y muchas c bueno en un resumen asi es mi vida tengo a mis padres divorciados mi madre se llama antonia y mi padre eugenio ellos se tratan de preocupar por mi pero no es fácil porque los dos trabaja todo el dia y casi ni me veo con mi padre porque yo vivo en london y mi padre en oregon y lo veo una vez por semana con mucha suerte igual yo amo como soy y no cambiaría mi forma de ser por ahora UNOS MESES DESPUÉS trate de suicidarme dos veces la primera fue porque en la escuela me golpearon lastimaron y robado y entendí que en este mundo no me querian asi que decidi tratar de suicidarme no se porque no funciono me tome na píldoras y no me hizo nada de efecto ,y la segunda vez fue porque vinieron un grupo de chicos de mi escuela y parecían tranquilos entonces les abrí y me empezaron a cortar el pelo a pegar muy fuerte tanto que me desmaye yo esto como no se lo cuento a nadie lo escribo y por esa razón me quise suicidar por segunda vez. y esta tercera yo sentia que habia llegado el dia y fui al fondo de mi casa que tengo un arbol muy grande y hermosísimo con una soga y una rueda para hamacarse me enganche la soga en el cuello me trepe al árbol y me tire apenas caí ya estaba muerta, .
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