My Hurting Life (Mindless behavior story)
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My life has been through its ups and downs but by far this is the worst. Never have I thought I would have suffer this much. With father abusing me, the bullies at school and worst of all the fact that I have no one to depend on Its just killing me. So now the only way I can save myself is running away and I just don't know where to but I know I'll be long gone. I'm already in my last year of high school, yeah I know I'm really smart only 16 and is in 12th grade but hey its by not giving up right-------not giving up, and with the help of four boys and there manger from Mindless Behavior I intend not to "Hopefully".
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