Online Diary

Online Diary

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My name isn't important. Who I am isn't important. I just need a place to write down all of what goes in my head and whether anyone reads this and actually cares or people just read this for a laugh I don't care my self esteem is already so low. So I found out that writing all your problems actually help I decided to see if it works for me. So read this, laugh at it, show your friends or comment that I should stop or continue. Do whatever I will continue to write this to help myself and stop me becoming insane. Maybe this will help me sort my life out and I'll do something in life to help the world and I won't get anything back but I will feel good because I helped someone who has less than me. Someone who is in more pain or has gone through more.
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You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.

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