Bullied By One Direction (One Direction Fanfiction)
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I feel alone. I've always felt alone. But now I feel more alone than ever. I'm torn. I'm about to break down. I can't handle this. I can't handle this world. I can't handle my life. I've been bullied. The last 7 years. It has started when I was ten. Almost my whole childhood has been a nightmare. And the horrible thing, is that you all know my bullies. One Direction.
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