Depression
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Complete Thu, Jun 27, 20196m
There's might be some similarities with other stories out there. Sorry. This is one of those stories I wrote that my English teacher found it disturbing and want me a re-do it. But I like it. So I keep it. Some grammars mistakes 'cause English are not my native language.
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