Another Cinderella?

Another Cinderella?

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My name is Ariel Stranton. I live in New York City. I'm 14 years old. And I'm very, depressed. Let me start from the beginning? When I was 7 years old my parents divorced. My dad was an alcoholic and a jerk. My mom was a workaholic, who I never saw. They divorced because my dad started drinking really bad and doing drugs and stuff like that. My mom of course got custody of me and my 9 year old sister. We were all alone in the heart of New York City. What happens on his long journey? Will you read and find out? {some scenes may be very descriptive}
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I'm Mariana Torres, and I'm 15 years old. Not that it matters anyway. Most people wouldn't even take the time to hear my name, I guess I'm just not important. Well, that's what my mom says anyway. I wouldn't call my life the best. If you count being abused daily at home and at school the best, then maybe it is. I'm always bullied at school, even though I don't physically or mentally hurt anyone, they just love to mess with me. Some kids say I'm better off dead, and sometimes, I believe it. I guess you'll hear more about later, that is if you care enough. I could always use someone to listen, better yet... a friend. *Trigger Warning*

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