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Dec 2018
life was great and no ***** were given

im sixteen and ive been to **** and halfway back
ive been abused
homeless (several times)
and almost dead
and thats just the surface

today im so stressed
and so ******* depressed
i couldnt even get out of bed
i missed a full day of classes
and two whole tests

why cant i just go back to the golden days of riding bikes
spending nights
jumping into a park lake
and bathing cats

i miss the days when go ***** were given
im gonna go back tomorrow, but heres draft 1
Written by
rebecca  15/F/AR
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