7 of July

7 of July

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Hello my name is Jenny and this is my story. I was about the age of 12 when this happened, I didn't know what was happing. Until the 7 of July 1995 my best friend left. She moved far away from me. It was really hard to not miss her. She was my only friend. It was really hard to make new friends because I got bullied a lot. On the 7 of July 1996 my bother past away, he left me. I found this time really hard with the loss of my brother, getting bullied at school and having no friends. My mum and dad won't let me stay home from school. Everything was falling apart. It was like the 7 of July was the day were things go wrong. I was coming home from school one day and I got weird news from my mum and dad. On the 7 of July 1997 I was going to have a baby sister. I was so happy. I went to school the next day and made friends. Days past and I never got bullied on. Then it came to the 7 of July 1997 and my new baby sister was born. She was amazing. My mum asked me to name her. Her name was..
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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