What These Bruises Say
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Last published Mon, Jan 28, 2019
This is a story based on my life an personal experiences, some of which I'm still learning from. All of the names have been changed for privacy although the people in here probably wouldn't care but just to be safe. Some of the things in here some of you guys may not like and if that is the case you can always not read it. I would love to have people read my story I've been writing stories ever since I've been able to use a pencil. I hope some of you guys like my story please give me some feedback positive and negative there is always a ok for improvement. Thank you
-Liz Callahan <3
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