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The One You Left Behind

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Everyday I think about him. I cry every night in my bed without anyone even knowing or caring. Why isn't he here? To save me from what me and my brother deal with everyday and night. I don't think anyone would care if we tell them. Because just like mommy said, "You're useless..you don't deserve to even live. You little brats." It's true. It's all true. I don't deserve to live. I wish that I could run away, but I can't. Because I have nowhere else to go.
I miss my daddy. He's the only one that makes me laugh and when he was here, mommy took lots of care of us. But now she drinks something called achohol and something else called smoking and drinking, and she doesn't look the same anymore.
But I know that one day everything will be ok..because there is someone out there that has been through the same thing. And his name is Dylan Rivers. He's my new best friend, and I also have a crush on him. He's going to help me find a way out of this mess. He promised me.

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Warning: This story contains self harm and mature language. If you're under the age of 13, then I wouldn't recommend you reading this. Read at your own risk.

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In which a 6 year old girl dreams about her past and can't wake up.All Rights Reserved

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