Letters to my mom

Letters to my mom

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A young boy deals with the cruel reality of his own life. He tries his best to stay collected into one piece as he holds several secretes he cannot say to others. His mother had passed away and he will write letters to her to keep his emotions under control. WARNING!! This story contains the following: Deep descriptions of murder, brief descriptions of vomit, death, abuse, failed attempts of suicide, depression, cursing and much more. PLEASE be mindful, if you're sensitive about these types of subjects, THIS STORY IS NOT RECOMMENDED FOR YOU! I will try to update this once a week which will be on Monday's, to brighten up the Monday mood. Though, if I do not send out a chapter it must mean I was busy with highschool or family issues. I will send an authors note if any of this does happen. If I don't send out an authors note, most likely something has prevented me from even going on my computer or phone.
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