Anna (Mind Of A Killer)
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My names Anna I'm an only child and i live with my dad. My mom passed away when i was only six. At my house everyday its like hell to me. I get beat by my Dad cause he blames me for my moms death. I don't know if i can put up with it any longer. The next time he puts one hand on me he's going to wish he never did.
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