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For so long I've longed for a family. A real family. I grew up an only child, while all my cousins had brothers and sisters. My mom worked a lot so I spent majority of my time alone. I wasn't allowed to have company and I wasn't allowed to leave when she wasn't home. She didn't have time to sign me up or get me interested in sports, so I took to the choir. I even was on the dance team. It wasn't a real dance team but other girls from school got a group together for dance shows during the choir concerts. No one ever came to see me perform. No one ever really cared what I was going through, so I kept it to myself. That was the worst thing I could have done. I placed my whole world inside my head. I read books to fill the gaps and ease the loneliness. I lived inside myself, while fearing the world that was physically around me. I developed anxiety issues, self esteem issues, and suffered from depression. All I ever wanted was a family to support me and be proud of me. A family that I could love with all the love I had to keep to myself so they could know what it feels like to have all the things I needed so bad. It's like I can't get the image out of my head of a family. But at the same time I've lost all hope to ever attain it.
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