Dear Someone
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, Mar 11, 2015
Dear Someone,
I usually have no one to talk to so... here goes: I'm grounded. For one month. No cell phone, T.V., or friends. Just me and my computer, well, me being monitored on the computer since it's kind of necessary for homework.
I can't stand my family. I just need someone to write to, to not lose my sanity. Can you help me?
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