Uncanny Life

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Honestly most of my life was a complete mess starting with a 7-year-old's worst nightmare: divorce, there was constant yelling and slamming doors between each other. I only felt I made it worse, my sister gave me a small dinosaur plush with its plastic eyes missing but my mom had sewn it in to make it look like stars, it was something so simple yet I grew an attachment to it. Back to school it wasn't a better place as there were rumors and insults back to back the paper once thrown at me, a blackmail of some sort. I never had the guts to say anything. Not to mention the pressure of my mother when I was younger and how she wanted me to do what she said that I felt like a puppet. I have a funny relationship with Band-Aids I get hurt easily, I always returned home with some injury because I tripped over my own foot or something along those lines.