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Chop Chop…
After my sixteenth birthday I told my mom that I felt ready to go back to work. I needed money to buy supplies that I wanted for my culinary studies and for some other stuff that I would not confess too. My mom said that she would make some personal inquiries with her hotel connections.…
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I’ve Been Drugged…
In late summer my mom made a new friend at the hotel, and she had a teenage son my age. One weekend we were invited to their house so I could meet her son. I think my mom was trying to secretly help me make new friends. It was early in the fall and still…
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Trailer On The Move…
During the summer before I started high school, the two brothers and their mom moved to a different trailer park. The day they left was a moment that I did not welcome. My friends were moving and I could do nothing to change that. This made me very, very sad. While I knew that I…
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Culinary School…
High school was a disaster. The last day I attended was an emotional void. I left school that day with a complete loss of confidence. I felt useless, stupid, and alone. During the brief time I was out of school my high school counselors worked on options to try and save me. The high school…








