HE LOVED ME IN THE DARK
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Last published Tue, Jun 20, 2017
*EVERY WORD AND INCIDENT IN THIS BOOK IS TRUE TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE*
THIS IS MY AUTOBIOGRAPHY!
SOME NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT CONFIDENTIALITY!
*INTRODUCTION*
I've done everything from selling drugs, prostitution, stripping, fighting, drinking, etc. I have been raped and beaten so many times I've lost count. One time I was even kidnapped and taken to Chicago with a man and a bunch of stray girls that I didn't know. Thankful to God, I never got strung out on any type of drugs. Even though I was out there, I felt like I always had a Guardian Angel. I should've been dead a long time ago, if not by the streets, then by my own hands. I knew I had a purpose in this world! For God to put me through so much at a young age, what other reason could there be?!
It seemed to me that my life for many years had no purpose. I felt as though nobody loved me or gave a fuck about what happened to me. My life was meaningless. I used to ask myself everyday, why am I here? I tried to take my life so many times. There is a purpose. I just haven't discovered it yet. Maybe my readers can. And if you tell me God doesn't have a plan for me, well then you will just have to read my story and decide for yourself! So sit back, relax, grab your popcorn, because this is going to be one great movie. Lol. And hey, don't judge me! I'm sure your life isn't that much better either.
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