Adopted by Zalfie
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3 years ago when I was 12, my father got into a car accident. My mother was in the front and o was in the back. I saw it with my own eyes. My mother had minor concussion and my dad was dead straight away. A car plunged into the side of my dads car the right. I was sitting on the left at the back meaning I wasn't harmed, all I got was a broken arm. My mum ended up dying a few months later, as she found out she had cancer. Well I had no relatives that wanted to take care of me until I turned 18 so I got sent to and orphanage, I guess that's what happens when being an only child.
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