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I was born August twelfth BLANK YEAR. I live in Canada.

My parents love, or maybe loved me, I don't know what's true and what's not anymore really...

They had only me for five years, until my mom got pregnant again.

It was a boy.

YAY *sarcasm leaks through the every pore in my words*

We named him Quintin... But I call him Quin.

He was great for the while that he couldn't TALK.

Then he was a little shit.

But he learned from the best *hair flip*

But yeah....

What sucks is that he always says he hates me and my parents do nothing about it...

OKAY

LETS SKIP TO GRADE FOUR SHALL WE?

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