My Actual Story

My Actual Story

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Ok so this is my life and what kind of shit I go through that annoys me everyday I'm an actual person with feelings so please don't send hate this is the place where I can say anything and hopefully no one can judge me. Probably not a lot of people will read this but if you are good luck with my shitty writing this is my first story and my writing is shit Lmao
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"I just don't want you to be near it okay?" Rebecca said. "She has a name," Harry said angrily. BOOK 1 OF 3: "Don't get angry with me! You're the one fucking with your best friend's fuck up of a sister," she yelled. I put my head down and ignored everyone. I didn't want to deal with any of this. "You know what, fuck you. Go to hell," Harry said angrily and then walked in here, slamming the door behind him. I raised my head at the sound, only seeing him walk towards us. The entire class watched as Harry sat next to me, his body slouched back and his foot tapping. ***** TRIGGER WARNING***** There will be lots of mention of suicide and self-harm in many forms. Please do not read if you are susceptible to getting triggered to said things.

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