Fix Me
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  • Reads 744
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 15
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Feb 22, 2014
You look at me and you'd never know. You'd never think I was that girl. The one who doesn't know how to love and be loved. The one who is afraid of people and what they're capable of. You see I'm the girl others don't dare to cross. I don't know how to let my guard down since it's been up most my life. I don't feel safe anywhere. Not at school, not in the park, nowhere. All because of him. All because of the man I used to call "dad". I'm not safe. Especially at home...
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