The Broken
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This story may be triggering to some readers. Read at your own risk!
Tbh idk why I wrote this. Ig I just kinda wrote it for myself to help me cope.
Everything in here are true events that have happened to me and true pain I've felt
Pictures are not mine. I got them off of pinterest
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