The inside of the out

The inside of the out

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People are complicated either way you didn't like them, people never really understood you; well your mom did. Your 'new mom' as your dad would say never listened to what you said, and put toxicity and miss guidance in his mind; Vulnerability really sucks. Your mother died when you were 14, months later your father got remarried to your 'new mom' Ramona. You're now 15 and here you were covering the bruise Ramona gave to you. ----
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