Un Message, Un Espoir
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Huling na-publish Wed, Aug 31, 2016
Je m'appelle Lizy, j'ai 17 ans, je vis un enfer que ce soit familial comme scolaire, je suis dépressive je me mutile et alors sa te choque. Je suis suicidaire aujourd'hui, dans mon lycée je suis rejeter de tous mais je m'en plaint pas seulement un jour un message a changer ma vie toute entière.
Inconnu; Lizy?
Moi: ces qui ?
Inconnu: Quelqu'un qui veut aider..
Moi: M'aider ?
Inconnu: Je sais tout..
Moi: Qui et tu?
Inconnu : Sa ces a toi de le deviner ma belle
PS: je ne suis pas responsable de ce que vous lisez il va avoir de la mutilation, des histoire brute, j'aurais prévenue sur ceux bonne lecture
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