Does It Really Exist?
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This book has some abuse, mature content (maybe not sure), language, and violence in it. I know what it's like to be abused and neglected so I am putting some of my past into this book. I usually do put my past in to these books. I don't know much about abused but I know a bit about it.
I've been socially, mentally, physically and emotionally abused in my short 16, almost 17 in July, life span. I never told anyone but my cousins and they taught me to fight. I finally got sick of it and I fought back. It ended in me with a messed up back and my whole attitude changed. I was acting like a guy. Heck I still do but I know I'm a girl. I stand up for what I know is right and I will hurt you if you hurt my friends. If you hurt my friends you will need a doctor, hurt my lovers/besties you will need an ambulance, hurt my family you will need a shovel. So please don't keep it to yourself if you are being abused. Tell someone.
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