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I was born. This is the only moment I remember any affection from my parents.
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For my second birthday, I got my first puppy. Her name was Bubba.
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My parents told me Bubba died. I think they just didn't want to take care of her any more.
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My parents look at me like I'm a disappointment to them as I sit in my broken playpen.
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I began walking to school alone. My parents began leaving for two weeks at a time, then would come home for a week.
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My aunt grew old and could not get groceries for me anymore. I had to take the money she and my parents would send me each month, about $150, and get groceries myself.
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I celebrated Christmas and the New Year- 2000, alone.
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My 11th birthday was the last time my parents ever got me a present. It was a gift card- $5 for the dollar shop..
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I had to switch schools by myself. Everyone at the old school was torturing me everyday.
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My parents started going away for months at a time, which they did until I moved out. I'd only see them for less than five minutes on the first day of every month.
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I broke my leg by falling down the stairs and was bounded to a wheelchair. The doctors could never fix it. They said it would heal on its own.
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When I was 15, I began animal sitting.
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I bought my first car for myself on my 17th birthday. It was nowhere near new, but it looked great. It costed me about $3,000.
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When I was in my eleventh year of high school, I had past enough credits, so I graduated.
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I went into college. It was a whole different experience. I had many friends, and it was fun.
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I met Chester Gobbings by running into him in the second floor hallway. We became buddies.
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Chester and I became inseparable. He changed the classes that he didn't have with me, so that all of our classes were together.
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Chester disappeared. When I asked people if they knew where he was, they acted as if they didn't know who he was. Even teachers would be confused by my questions.
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On the 13th of May in 2011, I graduated from college with a bachelor's degree.
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I moved back home in June. In July I began receiving weird notes and things. The first one was from Chester, saying how he was hurt and needed help, He gave me an address that was far away.
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After receiving many 'I'm in very bad danger' notes from Chester, I went to America to look for him.
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After going to America, I found nothing. I still got notes no matter where I was. I looked as long as I could, but I eventually had to go back home. The maids couldn't take care of my animals anymore. Today, I still get notes. I ignore them.