Nekological
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My parents wish I was dead. Is that a bad thing? I used to be a normal kid until this happened to me... I wish I could undo it, but I have searched for so and long finding nothing. There isn't even a single record of this happening to anybody in the world. I hope I find a way to cope with this in everyday life.
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