Alone
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Je m'appelle Ashley, 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; Ashley?
Moi: c'est qui ?
Inconnu: Quelqu'un qui veut aider..
Moi: M'aider ?
Inconnu: Je sais tout..
Moi: Qui est tu? Tu sais quoi ?!
Inconnu : Sa ces a toi de le deviner... l'enfer que tu vis.
vous aller vivre l'histoire d'une jeune fille malheureuse harcelée suicidaire un frère mort, une mère qui se drogue et un père absent et qui elle même est perdu marre de tout mais va-t-elle seule pour toujours ?
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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