Him
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  • Reads 281
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  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Jul 06, 2014
Mature
After many months of suffering, the day I never thought would come, had happened. The most common side effects as a caregiver for my mother, is being treated like a dirty ragged servant. As if giving up my teenage life isn't enough, she still has time limitation on every detail of my life. You know what happens when overprotected, strict parents control too much. They create a rebel child with a secret life without meaning to. Speaking of secret life, it's completely absurd how I managed to have a bad guy into my life. If I had a second chance of redoing everything that happened these past months I'd never change a thing. And I would still make the same choices I did before as well.
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