Brodway please save me
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hi my name is Marley Jones. I am 15. I am a foster kid. my foster dad is abusive. I am suicidal. read my actual story to find out what happens.(not good with descriptions sorry. this is for my sister, so sorry if I don't know about the actual things that are supposed to be in tact.)
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