the neglected child
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Last published Sat, Jan 11, 2025
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-abuse
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you've been getting neglected by your mother since you were 5. You are now 15, and it's gotten even worse. no matter what you do, you can't seem to make her proud. One night, you two fall into a massive argument, so you decide to pack your things and run away. You end up taking the bus into the city. it's raining so hard u can not see where you are running. You end up tripping over, and you land on someone.
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