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Before you start reading this story, here are a few things you should know.

This story was written more than a decade ago. I started to write it in 2009. I was a teenager and this was the first full length novel in English I was writing, as English is not my native language. 

For these reasons, this story is riddle with grammatical mistakes. I know I could go back and correct them in the chapters, but if I do that I lose the inline comments. The inline comments are a community of their own. I don't want to lose them in the sea of comments. Because of that I don't go back and correct the mistakes.

Also. In 2009, the stories you read on Wattpad weren't the stories you read now. There was a lot more Mean Girls type of stuff. This story is inadvertently a product of its time. There's a lot of slut-shaming. I have no excuse for putting that in the story, but it came from a misguided place of writing the same kind of stories I was reading. 

If you want a better, kinder, less grammatically incorrect version of this story I suggest checking out Pitiful I Know instead, which is the edited version that I'm uploading at the moment.

If you chose to read this story, I ask that you don't start writing angry comments about the issues I've just mentioned. I was not a perfect writer, I'm still not, I'm working on it, and I hope you'll forgive the mistakes I did when I was younger and didn't know any better.

Thank you! <3

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