If you are interested in my price here it is: a pen...
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Yes, a pen. Aren't me supposed to think that, when my mother insulted me for losing her pen?! I can't stand it!
Is a mother supposed to act like that, hellz?!
It was that close for her to tell 'Get out of my house!' and she was yelling me all the time!! If I had any choice, I would leave at the second, but since I must finish school and I don't have a job... I'm staying. But I now will be different from the person I was... It's like the whole world trying to change me into a monster.
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