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What can you offer your love? Butterflies in my stomach? I do not like this word. Do not express as much as people think ... I have gone through this. My life was horrible. Surely this is not the beginning of my story

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My name is Charlotte De Saint-Pierre. I'm originally from London, but my dad was French. Dad died a year ago. Since then I've been in depression. After he died, I did not want to go out of the house, cut myself and I was drugged. The drugs have escaped slightly, but the cuts are addictive. My mother proposed me to move to Los Angeles and follow my dream of becoming a fashion designer. She does not understand that that dream has disappeared with my father. After my dad died, I was played on my fingers by a boy I came to love. All he did was a bet. After seeing that I can not get to bed, he left me pussy. Since then I no longer believe in love.
At this point, I'm thinking about the mother's proposal. She took a ticket for my first flight to Los Angeles. I think I should disconnect from where my dad died. I find it very difficult, considering what difficulties it has been through. I had a beautiful childhood if you think my dad kept me down.
"My dear, have you thought? "the mother's suave voice was heard in the gloomy room, where I spent so many happy and unhappy moments
" Yes. I think I should try to follow my dream, but it's very hard for me to break away from this place. I miss my dad! "I say with tears in my eyes
" Oh, my dear ... You do not have to cry. He keeps you from above, and he loves you enormously. I'm proposing to make your luggage. Tomorrow at 10 o'clock be ready. "says my mom as she hugs me
"Do you promise not to break up with me, like my dad did?" I ask her
"You are my brilliant star, I'm sure you will not be part of your life." "Soon after you move to Los Angeles, I'll come and you know that I've always loved you, and I'll never leave you alone." she says
"Promise?"
"I promise"
After a short while of being hugged, she left the room dimly, letting me do my luggage. I took the two huge luggage and started dressing clothes. We still had a small one, but in that I put the cosmetics and photo albums. Who knew I could have a normal life? Probably my colleagues thought I was crazy. I hope my life changes.

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