Freedom

Freedom

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 17, 2015
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Life. Life is one word that held no meaning to me. Love also held no meaning to me. Why you ask? Because in the 16 years I have lived on this earth I have been abused by the two people who were meant to love me unconditionally. Life has no meaning to me because every person that tried to help me died. If they hadn’t tried to save me they would have lived on, but they had to try because of me. I was broken because the two people who were supposed to love me, my mother and father, beat me every day. I have thought about killing myself but something told me it would get better. I believe this voice but my life got better in more ways than one. ↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢↢
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