People always start off their stories by stating their name and talking about their wonderful, blissful past, and present life. However, the truth is, my life is not a wonderful fantasy that can be described by a few lousy words, or many pages put into paragraph form. You see, my life can undeniably be better described as a nightmare, one that haunts you forever until you tell someone exactly all of the events that took place. The only difference is, this is a nightmare that I can't be woken up from. "Diary Entry 437- Five years ago today, my drug enraged mother dropped me off at this hell.. And now.. Now someone is inquiring about adopting me. Please let them be good to me, not like all the others. Well, I have to go now. Wish me luck. Xx, Arabella."
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