When I woke up I found myself in my bedroom when. I went to the bathroom I thought was in a dream or something. But when I looked in the mirror I saw my face and i got scared. I had a huge(well not that huge) cut under my left eye and I tried to relax but I couldn't because I looked scary. When I went to the kitchen my family just said good morning and went on with their lives and like they didn't care that I had a scar or cut under my left eye. So after breakfast, my mom gave me something to heal my cut or close it more because you can still see the string and I put it on and i knew it would hurt when I did it but I had to do it. So I went to the bathroom and i put the cream on and it felt weird on my face. But later I got used to it so then I started to do it every morning. The next day I woke up and my toys were and I didnt know where they were. Later I found out what was happeming.
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The Story of my life
РазноеThis story is about me and I know you don't want to know about me but I can write what I want so if you don't like my story read someone elses story
