Chloie
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Last published Mon, Dec 30, 2013
I am a 17 year old mother. I am homeless and unable to take care of my newborn. With no family, no friends and no home, I have nowhere to turn. Chloie is a my life, she's my all. How far will I go to make a better life her?
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