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Ongoing, First published Feb 15, 2014
I grabbed my school bag and kicked my door open. My baggy jeans hung loosly on my legs. " Would you hurry up! Your sister will be late!" Shouted my foster mum. I breathed in and out three times. I bit mt tongue before I could response and get a good hiding from my foster dad when he got home. I was only forteen then but I will never forget what happened that day.......All Rights Reserved
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