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My Life


"No one understands me. They don't know my life they judge me about the way I act or the way I dress and look. My life is not a good life. My life is twisted. It's even complicated. People say I have a dead beat dad but that's not true. My father has been my mother strange to say but true. You'll never understand my life. It's twisted and strange, even I didn't understand it. I don't know to much about my mom because she fill me with lies. My grandma died when I was five. So ever since then I been trying to survive."
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