how i survived

how i survived

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"ᵞᴼᵁ'ᴿᴱ ᴬ ᵀᴱᴱᴺᴬᴳᴱ ᴴᵁᴿᴿᴵᶜᴬᴺᴱ. ᴬᴺᴰ ᵞᴼᵁ'ᴿᴱ ᴳᴼᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴼ ᴰᴱˢᵀᴿᴼᵞ ᴱᵛᴱᴿᵞᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᶜᴿᴼˢˢᴱˢ ᵞᴼᵁᴿ ᴾᴬᵀᴴ." 錐 Trigger Warning ≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧≧ Hayley Raine is missing, and no one knows where she is. Some say she ran away. Most say she killed herself. Following the clues in a harrowing journal, where Hayley inscribes the hardships of her home life, troubles with her relationships and the mental damage to her mind, it's apparent that Raine is messed up. But could she really kill herself? This is how she 'survived'
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