p style="text-align: center;"Cry baby/p
p style="text-align: left;""Ugh! It's a crybaby!" My mother exclaimed. The nurse was cradling me in her arms. I must of liked her because I was silent for just a second. I saw my brother write something on a piece of paper. Ever since the day of my birth I was called Crybaby./p
p style="text-align: left;""Why won't you eat! Eat the freaking thing!" My mother yelled at me. Once I opened my mouth the game was all over. The stupid gloop that is apparently called baby food was in my mouth for me to swallow down. It tastes so yucky! Once my mother was gone my toys will come alive. My teddy started pulling my hair visiously. I cried. "Wha wha!" I tried to speak. I cried even harder. "What the frick is it now!" My mother yelled. She came to check on me. My toys dropped to the ground. I looked up at my mother with her bottle of alcohol. She walked over to me to me and slapped my head. "You're a waist of my time!" She hissed. I started crying again./p
p style="text-align: left;"Today is my forth birthday but no one in their right mind would care! I went to kindagarden. I was sitting by myself. "Ha how sad. Crybaby is so alone. Why don't you cry for us Crybaby?" Venessa my used to be friend teased. "How about you cry for the whole class Crybaby!" Yelled one of the guys. The whole class started chanting for me to start crying. "CRY FOR US! CRY FOR US!" They screamed as they laughed in delight. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I screamed. I ran away crying. I kept running away the whole day. When everyone was going back home I started running to my house. 'LIKE ANYONE CARESS ABOUT YOU!' My loud, crude, rude thoughts entering my head. 'You're right. No one cares for us! NO ONE WILL EVER CARE FOR US!' I ran to my room and locked myself up. Threw myself on my bed./p
p style="text-align: center;"'I never want to go anywhere! I don't belong anywhere!'/p
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p style="text-align: left;""Ugh! It's a crybaby!" My mother exclaimed. The nurse was cradling me in her arms. I must of liked her because I was silent for just a second. I saw my brother write something on a piece of paper. Ever since the day of my birth I was called Crybaby./p
p style="text-align: left;""Why won't you eat! Eat the freaking thing!" My mother yelled at me. Once I opened my mouth the game was all over. The stupid gloop that is apparently called baby food was in my mouth for me to swallow down. It tastes so yucky! Once my mother was gone my toys will come alive. My teddy started pulling my hair visiously. I cried. "Wha wha!" I tried to speak. I cried even harder. "What the frick is it now!" My mother yelled. She came to check on me. My toys dropped to the ground. I looked up at my mother with her bottle of alcohol. She walked over to me to me and slapped my head. "You're a waist of my time!" She hissed. I started crying again./p
p style="text-align: left;"Today is my forth birthday but no one in their right mind would care! I went to kindagarden. I was sitting by myself. "Ha how sad. Crybaby is so alone. Why don't you cry for us Crybaby?" Venessa my used to be friend teased. "How about you cry for the whole class Crybaby!" Yelled one of the guys. The whole class started chanting for me to start crying. "CRY FOR US! CRY FOR US!" They screamed as they laughed in delight. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I screamed. I ran away crying. I kept running away the whole day. When everyone was going back home I started running to my house. 'LIKE ANYONE CARESS ABOUT YOU!' My loud, crude, rude thoughts entering my head. 'You're right. No one cares for us! NO ONE WILL EVER CARE FOR US!' I ran to my room and locked myself up. Threw myself on my bed./p
p style="text-align: center;"'I never want to go anywhere! I don't belong anywhere!'/p
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