My name is Emily
Emily Nicole Baker.
I'm fifthteen.
My life is already a complete waste. I don't understand why I'm here or what this so called "purpose" is for my life. I don't have any friends, not any more, and love isn't something I've had luck in.
But at the end of the day I feel like the most worthless person in the world. I feel like I could just disappear and people wouldn't care. It would only make sense. I don't mean a damn thing to people. I've always just been that pretty girl. But my feelings is something far more complicated. I don't at all understand the meaning of life. Let alone, the meaning of my life.
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The Meaning of life.
Non-FictionDISCONTINUED. Based on a True Story. My name is Emily. Emily Nicole Baker. I'm fifthteen years old and my life is already a complete waste. I don't understand why I'm here or what this so called "purpose" is for my life. I don't have any friends, n...
