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When I was younger my house wasn't the nicest nor the worst looking but it was something I was ashamed of.  It brought fear and silencing anxiety to be in.  The devils friends were my family.  To trust and to hold me..  they took advantage of me what can you expect them to do:  care,  love,  protect, use kindness towards.  No.  No that would not happen because this story is not a happy one it is the sad truth of my life Lou Ella Florence.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 07, 2017 ⏰

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