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"You are a disgrace, Azala. All your life, you have been living in the shadow of others, begging and pleading for people to like you. You couldn't even march to the beat of your own drum, you had to go and copy others to satisfy your own selfish desires. Then to top it off, when you didn't get your way, you did what you did to get attention!" my dad yelled.
Something inside me snapped, but I didn't cry; I couldn't cry.
"Is that what you think I did?" I asked softly.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
"You are a disgrace, Azala. All your life, you have been living in the shadow of others, begging and pleading for people to like you. You couldn't even march to the beat of your own drum, you had to go and copy others to satisfy your own selfish desires. Then to top it off, when you didn't get your way, you did what you did to get attention!" my dad yelled.
Something inside me snapped, but I didn't cry; I couldn't cry.
"Is that what you think I did?" I asked softly.