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Dec 2018
Let me tell you about a little girl.
This little girl got the worlds hate on her
By the age of 5, her Dad got arrested
She remembers that night without a blur
She feels like God made her life twisted
Nobody heard her
By the age of 6, she was sexually assaulted
At the age of 7, she tried to **** herself for the first time
Her body was a shell
She ended up hopeless and empty lonely
By the age of 15, the little girl tried to die 6 more times
That little girl was broken
She tried smokin
She tried taking pills
She tried everything to numb her head
She just laid in bed
That little girl had no one to turn to accept her blade
She was afraid
With scars down her arms
She was hating her body
Her tears always running down her face
On the bright side, that girl is getting better
She wears sweaters
To hide the scars
That little girl is learning to love her body
Because of somebody
That somebody saved her from her hell
That person gave her the urge to compel
That little girl is happy now
That little girl is smiling
That little girl can laugh again
That little girl is me
Written by
chloe  17/F/California
(17/F/California)   
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