Breaking The Cycle
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  • Reads 1,055
  • Votes 59
  • Parts 26
  • Time 1h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jan 28, 2015
Mature
On a very cold January evening , a baby girl came into this world. She had know way of knowing the twists and turns her life would take , the happiness tempered by  sorrow, and feelings of utter helplessness. 
Leah couldn't help but wonder what would happen to this little girl who looked just like her, as a mother of two other children already taken away at very young ages.  Gene Blake had married Leah when he was 35 and she had only been 15. They were dirt poor and lived in a one room shack in the middle of the Oklahoma barrio. He promised himself, from the moment he heard his little girls' cry that he would never leave her, and, or let anyone take her from him. Little did he know in the end he would lose this battle and little Missy would become just another piece of state property.
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