Why I Had To Lie
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I remember it like it was yestersay. September 2005, I was just now coming home from school when I heard my dad yelling, "How could you do this to me". I ran up stairs to find that my parents were getting a divorce. Could what I have said really ruined their marriage? Read to see exactly how this all played out.
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