Mistaken for being happy.
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Jun 26, 2018
My brother Jason had always stuck up for me but his freinds were terrible, always abusing me. My sister Sarah was always trying to get me to join the cheerleaders and our parents had died when we were young so we all live with our grandparents, but my grandma was phyically diabled, and my grandpa always had work to do and I never had any friend so there was nobody for me to ever talk to about my true feelings. I just lie and say I'm fine. A my life changed the day I met my friends
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