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- Parts 1
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Nov 12, 2015
I woke up in the morning today thinking what I think everyday "why am I still here. I look down at my arms and I see the cuts that I made last night. Tears started dropping from my face onto my cuts. It started burning. I started getting ready for school put on long sleaved shirt to hide my cuts even tho it was the middle of summer. Then I put on leggings to hide the bruises that were made from my dad abusing me.All Rights Reserved
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