the day my life changed

the day my life changed

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IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU, YOU WON'T READ THIS. I REALLY NEED TO EDIT THIS AND MAKE IT ACTUALLY READABLE. IT WOULD BE A WASTE OF YOUR TIME TO READ IT. i looked at the clock on the wall, 3:30am, i had been here for three hours, since 12:30, i would have never thought back then that i would be sitting here in these white corridors sitting on a plastic chair feeling like i was scum of the earth,i would have never thought that when i woke up that day, that my life would change, that it would change for the worse. This moment here would lead to my mother turning her back on me and my sister, it would lead to bad grades and a lot more fights, it would leave me with the most guilty feeling in the world and it would lead to that one person that i felt comftable to cry in front off.
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