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sirens, he called them on my mom. knife, she pointed it at my dad. screamed, as loud as I could at the people taking me. home, was ruined and I feel the blame.
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
I ́m guilty
sirens, he called them on my mom. knife, she pointed it at my dad. screamed, as loud as I could at the people taking me. home, was ruined and I feel the blame.
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
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