Family Abuse
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Last published Sun, Nov 18, 2018
This is just a story that I will try to update every day about my life as a 12 year old girl, living with a abusive step-father and neglecting mother.
WARNING- ALL NOT REAL IF THIS TRIGGERS DO NOT READ
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An illegitimate 12 years old torn between 2 families, ruined by her step brothers and saved by her new found step brothers, she yearns for love acceptance and warmth
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