Upon

Once their was a little girl. This little girls name was a Maldela. She was the only girl never slept or anything.
THAT WAS A PRODALOG OR HOW EVER YOU SPELL THAT WORD. GIVE ME SOME COMMENTS IF YOU WANT MORE.

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Learning

I’m learning how to be myself. I’ve hated myself because I think that I drove my mother away from me. I know she was a abuser and that she had beaten me and tried to kill me. I still think that I’ve did that to her. That I made her like that. I still hate myself but I don’t think this anymore.I now its her fult that she did this. I still miss her everyday. Why miss someone how hates you so much that they would try to kill you? I don’t know, do you know she? Please tell me.

Waiting

I’m waiting something to happen to me. Nothing ever does and when something does its not good. I’m thirteen and I never had a motherly tiger in my life. I don’t know how it is to have parents who love you. I have an aunt who loves me but its does not feel like it should how do I know how it should feel I don’t know please tel

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