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Just one small part of my life I never have put it in words before more to come,

My name is not Jesus!

Don’t go to college right away after high school, give it sometime.

a poem about a broken girl

July first of this year, my Step Father was murdered.

The things that I’ve been through are things I’d never wish on anyone. I was sexually abused by my dad since I was twelve. I am now 16.I know what it’s like not to have anyone, I know what its like to break down because there’s nothing left to do.

I’ve learned that others are worse off, and to be thankful for what we do have.

I’m pretty thankful!

My dads health failed and we had some hospital visits.

My dads health failed and we had some hospital visits.

My dads health failed and we had some hospital visits.