Trapped
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A teenager always has to come home to their mother abusing them. They've never stood up for themselves till now. Will they live another day or will they end their life today? This story is not promoting people to cut or commit suicide. Remember, it's just a story. If you ever need help please contact these numbers: National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1 (800) 273-8255 (Hours: 24 hours, 7 days a week Languages: English, Spanish) www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org Crisis Services: 775-784-8090 (Hours: 24 hours, 7 days a week) http://www.crisiscallcenter.org/crisisservices.html When you call these hotlines, you will be anonymous. There are other resources too. You can always go to a school counselor or a Psychiatrist. Go to your parents, family, or friends if you are feeling these thoughts or if you have any problems you want to talk about.
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*new cover* I'm living in a house made of glass. I'm scared to move, to breathe, to think. I'm afraid. Any wrong move and I get yelled at, a broken rule and I get beat up...he's not even my father and I'm stuck in his own fucked up version of reality. My own mother is the reason he has me, the reason my family lost me. A broken, lost mafia princess living in the wrong story, taken from the right one. I've been in foster care all my life, until them...my brothers. I am saved by them when my shattered heart was about to turn into stone and when my cries would become echoes in the walls of the prison I was bestowed upon. I was months old when I was stolen from my family. 17 years had to go by for them to finally find me. My dad, my four older brothers..one of which I'll soon discover is my twin. My missing half. Will they be able to mend my shattered soul or will I remain broken and alone? TW: rape, abuse, assault, attempted suicide, strong language - Warning: contains teenage pregnancy SHE DOES KEEP THE BABY STOP SNAPPING AT ME DAMMIT...respectfully <3 *Edited*...sort of

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