the lonely girl
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P.S. point of a view of a bestie !!!!DO NOT CRY!!!BASED ON TRUE EVENTS
From the day i was born i was unwanted .My mom used to tell me she had a big fight with my dad about me being a girl,i grow up watching all the harsh scenes of life so now i am normal with it .My parents fight every single night.I have something to say to every single girl like me LIFE IS JUST A TEST GOD WANTS TO SEE HOW PATIENT YOU ARE .But the most important thing that happened to me was the time i wanted to move from Washington to New Jersey...............
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