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Non-Fiction
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Her name was Ashley, and she was born on March 15,1995. Everyday she would wake up to the smell of burning cigars and liquor. Her father was an acholic and would never be sober enough to talk to his daughter. Her mom was a nurse who spent all her time at work. So Ashley would be home alone for days,sometimes weeks wondering why life is so cruel and why God put her on this earth. Things at school weren't any better either, kids would call her names such as:"emo","goth","creep","physio" and names that were just degrading and racist. She wished she had someone to talk to but no one seemed to care when she tried expressing her feelings to others. One day when she went home, she decided she couldn't take the pain and suffering anymore. She went into the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet and took some pills. She took about 20 and killed her self. When her parents came home they were scared and sad. They realized they lost their angel."You never miss a good thing 'til its gone"
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OBEY_Tee's Message:
Dear Teens, I know life is hard but It will get better. Don't give up.If you ever feel alone pray or talk to someone.If ever. I mean EVER need someone to talk to just know I'm here for u.,I'm only one message away. You can also contact me here: OBEY_Tee