Why Try?
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So you may think I'm the average 13 year old girl, happy, free and wild. But the simple fact is I'm not...
I'm depressed, friendless and mentally and physically messed up.
My life consists of doctors appointments, counselling and pain. Will you figure out what happened and the real reason I am different at first sight?
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