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I am a last born of my family,
A strong woman inside
When people see me they say that, I act like a spoiled person.
However I am not like that because I have faced a lot of things in my life .
When I was young, no one loved me except my family.
At school no one was able to show me affection, including teachers, students, all because we didn't have the same color.
For those who claimed to be my friends, they were not.
I remember one day when a friend wrongly accused me , when I tried to defend my self, no one believed me. that's broke my heart so much.
I grown up now , and I love myself so much , writing helps heal the wounds in my heart.
I love me!
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