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Why the hell was I born? Was I supposed to do something special in my life? I can't sing, draw, dance, write or do anything good. I am the most useless child in the world. I'm not even pretty. Not one person in the world admires me.
Don't even try to message me objecting about this chapter
How about u just leave the most useless child in the world alone.
Even my parents call me useless.
Might as well just sing that song above to me.
You won't be making fun of me.
You would just be stating the true fact
~Kris534
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