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Subject: *sighs and hugs hi* but thats behind you...


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Gwen
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Date Posted: 15:09:14 10/11/02 Fri
In reply to: Ian 's message, "+sighs, taking her hand in his own+" on 14:51:23 10/11/02 Fri

Your a better person now...and I love you *she smiles lovingly* Yeah, I think you had it worse than me...parents died by age 4. Went to diffrent foster homes, not fun. Then I went to this foster home when I was 8, with a guy named Sid. Sid wasn't...lets say the nicest person. He would force drugs upon me, marijuana, cocaine, other things. Ecstacy almost killed me...*sighs* he would beat me if I didn't take them...one time he stuck me with a pre-used heroine needle, thank god I didn't contract AIDS or something... he rapped me more than once...*thinks* usually about once a month. He'd make me do things that, by now, 16 year old girls shouldnt do... that anyone should do.. *takes a deep breath* I ran away at 15. Lived on the streets, not doing much. I delt some drugs to make money, of course never using any of them. Then there was Ted...when I was he picked me up off the streets, made me a B.P...(baby prostatute) until I was 17... *shudders at all the guys she was forced to sleep with, the memories of Ted collecting the money. Him beating her for not pleasing a guy enough, making her have sex with him. She shakes her head to rid her of the thoughts and smiles weakly* but the past doesn't matter now...what matters is you and me and the baby to be...

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