Little. Green. Ingrid.

Little. Green. Ingrid.

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My name is Ingrid Parker. I am fourteen years old. I live in Canada, but I have never been outside the walls of my building. I wonder sometimes, what it's like outside. The 'air', 'sky', and 'grass'. I will never be allowed to leave though, because of my appearance. I will only ever be allowed to live in this awful white box for the rest of my eternity.
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The world can be unfair to people,Do they deserve to live like that?Does the world care?Do we care?My Old life ended,My new life just started.But it felt like i missed a part.NO memories.We have problems.Does the world care,Do WE care?We don't share our problems.We solve it on our own,But sometimes problems come back,even when you don't want it... How stupid was i ? HELLO IT'S ME, THE WRITER WHO'S CRINGING AT THE BAD GRAMMAR AND SPELLING OF THE 13/14 YEAR OLD ME. CURRENTLY IN TEARS BECAUSE WHY DID I NOT CHECK THE SPELLING. HOW COULD SO MANY PEOPLE READ IT.

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