My Wounded Life

My Wounded Life

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"You don't know what type of crap I've been through and I am leaving to find my own freaking place in the world!" I screamed at my foster family. Phil marched up to me and smacked me in the face. "Phil stop she is just a child!" Grace yelled, and he just kept on bunching me and then I blacked out. My mom left me on the doorstep of an orphanage. I've been abused, starved, and bullied. People called me street urchin, hit with me rocks and sharp objects. But all that changed when I went to Vermont. I went to Burlington High School. I met my best friends, love of my life, and my enemies. I am Samantha Jacobs and this is my wounded life.
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