Broken
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Ongoing5m
Last published Thu, Apr 3, 2014
Hey my name is Adara. I am in 10th grade and I am 15 years old. I am going to tell you about my life. Starting from the beginning of 1st grade. Today I got my first friend in 1st grade but when I got home my mom started telling me that I had no real friends. She told me that everyone hates me and that I am worth nothing to be a good friend. I ran up to my room that I share with my older sister that also gets yelled at for stupid stuff like friends. I started crying and my sister held on to me tight.
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