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I showd the nic man an the nic man wen away becase he sayd that we are to sik an him sayd that we cam an it hurt him to mach to c us cam an he sayd that we tak mandie awy too mach
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() we mad him to go awy but we jus waned to cam an tak abot aminals lik befor but than we got skard |
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(((((all of you))))
I'm sorry. I don't know why he went away either. Remember we are still here, even though it isn't the same. |
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Rainbowzz, that is real sad that the nice man went away. It has made you sad.....I am here for you and all inside....Lilith
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Sweetie sometimes grownups have alot of trouble understanding what we go through and when that happens they need to go away for a while, he will probabliy come back when he calms down, do not think it was just your fault he needs to learn and understand more
We are here for you Lov & Hugs Angie
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Hello,
My name is SnowBird (not really). I am 14 and the nice Mr.****** (I'm not supposed to say his name) said we could come here and talk and maybe there would be others like me. I get really confused. Bad things happened to me so I pretend, I made up my own world with pretend friends and pretend gardens. But, now, I'm getting confused as to what is real and what isn't real. Like Mr. *******, I thought he was an angel, but now I think he is one of my pretend friends. Because, why would God send me an angel? But, he shows up, or his voice shows up and I drift in and out of my real world into this world. It's like a parallel universe or something. A man yelled last night and scared me. Then, this morning, things got all dizzy and confusing and then I heard Mr. ****** voice and I don't know what to believe anymore. I think the man that yelled is a man that my dad gave me to. I don't know. I think I'm going to go and hide back in the closet. I know I'm too big to do that, but it's safe in there. Can I talk to you again? You won't yell or tell me I'm doing things wrong, will you? Mr. ****** says that I have the right to ask that. I'm just doing what I'm told. SnowBird
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