My Life
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Complete, First published Apr 23, 2020
This part of my life takes place around Christmas we're I flunked out of Pencey Prep. Normally this wouldn't be a problem considering I flunk out of a lot of schools. However my parent didn't know about my flunking and I didn't feel like confronting them about it. I'm not expected to be home until wensday for Christmas break so in order to avoid confronting my parents until then I decided to take a small vacation around the city. 
          There were a lot of times we're I just felt really depressed so I'm order to get rid of that feelings I wrote all of my experiences in this book. The reason why I'm publishing it now if because I couldn't figure out how to publish my story until now we're I found the publish button on the top right hand corner. Any idiot could have figured that out. This must make me the lousiest idiot in the world. You could determine that once you hear my experiences yourself. 
           As for children who are approaching this, do me a favor and don't read it. I would rather you keep your innocence a little longer rather than listen to me complain about my life which I'm now realizing is a lot more mature than I realized.
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Fix Me, I'm Broken

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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®