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Jul 2017
To my abuser,
I was naive to think what you did all those years was legitimate and right. The emotional abuse is the worst. “*******” “*****” “******”. Those words make me sick to my stomach. When I see you have texted me I show physical symptoms of sickness. But I am strong and I have overcome this abuse. I will not be held captive by your lies any longer.
Olivia Vasquez
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Olivia Vasquez  15/F/hopatcong
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