the waiting
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Last published Tue, Aug 28, 2018
I could never write a story without a happy ending..
But this is not just a story
This is someone's real lifetime
This is my life.
After years of people advising me to write down everything that hars happened from my childhood trafficking by my own mother to coming to America and being . To being married young by pastoral grandparents to avoid the scandal of a 10 year rape and molestation scandal.. but this was all before I met him..after that it's another story
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