My life...
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You want to now about my life here you go... I have lived though awful things and my parents well let's just say the cuss at me... Other wise my life is something that no one wants to have....
It's like a dairy, it's a secret but I'm sharing it with you because some of you go through much worse like violence and abuse but I'm here to help you i want to let you know that your not the only one going though this and that I'm here to help you through those times...
Because I don't want you to have a life like mine.. I want to give you something that I never had so please read.....
If anything PM me and I can help you though it like cyberbully or crushes and even school stuff in this book you will find my life and who lucky you are yo have a life like yours... You may not like it but other kids will die to have a life like yours or if you don't have a great life (like abuse or anything else) I know how you feel and lurk other things (step-dad or even step-mom) yes I been there.
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