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I ain't have the best childhood but I had it better off. Others be walking these streets with no parents insight guided by these street lights. Running into drugs, prostitution & such & such. Never having no place to stay so this kid is living day to day. Automatically getting judged by his looks at school. Even though people say not to judge a book by its cover. This kid never got no love. As time went by & the bullying progressed this kid just got more stressed. Parents & family worried with no insight to what's been happening in his life. Just wondering & pondering thinking on what to do. With a kid that's simply miserable.
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