My Ending Story
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 17m
Ongoing, First published Sep 17, 2016
Have you ever wondered what it must feel like to be abandoned, scared, and alone? Or have you even thought about all the kids who have been neglected, abused, and behind bars. 
   They've been trapped their whole lives and no one ever cares. I seen people come and go, do as they please without even thinking for a split second - what's going on in other people lives'? 
   You would think people would come to their senses and grow up but some never do. Its like a repeat button, everyone pushes it so much that it keeps playing over and over. 
   It won't ever stop, some have even tried to shut it down but all have failed. 
   I wouldn't say living my life isn't easy. I haven't had the best way of people showing me love. I guess I wasn't meant to be, a mistake they called me. 
   All I know is that my story, is real and I will not stand to be afraid to share it with anyone...

Hi, so I decided I'm probably going to make the chapters long. Comment if you like long or short chapters. Thanks 
Love y'all - Disani01 XoXo
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