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My story(Sunflower in the dark)

TiannaPeterson5

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Reads 13
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Parts 3
Time 32m

TiannaPeterson5

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anxious bullied depression foster friendship innocent love reallife school selfharmawareness

Honestly I'm writing this hoping people learn and understand that You can go though the darkest of things but it's how you deal with it that matters
 This is non Fiction thats about everything that I went through but I'm still a loving and caring person who would do anything for the ones I love

I have strawberry hair with green eyes that have a ring of dark blue and orange specks in my eyes, 5'1
Caring, quite, anxiety, annoying, talkative,loud , quirky, bubbly personality, selfless positive attitude, always defending her friends when they are not around always to the point I would get yelled at to stop defending them but I will always defend them they are truly my family  


I have a twin sister same every thing except for she loves to dye her hair black and we may be twins but not similar we went tho hell but this is from my perspectiveAll Rights Reserved

anxious bullied depression foster friendship innocent love reallife school selfharmawareness

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