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The Life Of Cameron Lee

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What would you do if your parent's died in a car crash? That happened to me and my twin brother Carter. Two 18 year old's living in one apartment.

When my parent's died I started to think negative about myself a lot more than usual. I forced myself into thinking I was overweight and worthless. Then I started to starve myself and then got really depressed. Cutting myself made me feel better. 

Our apartment was soon interrupted when Parker Michael moved in. The guy I have had the biggest crush on since we were kid's. 

Him finding out about things I've been doing made him want to help me get better. Even when he found out about my asthma and me avoiding cheer leading.

Moving on to the truth beyond of everything that had happened to me would be great but it will take time. I have to try and take a chance whenever I get one. Even when I want to go back to everything i did before I know that I can't.All Rights Reserved

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