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Date Posted: 14:16:31 08/31/01 Fri
Author: Dakota
Author Host/IP: spider-wk041.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.198.166
Subject: My sad story

I was born in Janice Hollow. My mother was Erica Mackly and my father was Robert Mackly. But when I was two, my parents died in a bank robbery; there was a shoot-out. I was put up for adoption, in that orphanage for years until I was 12, almost 13. A nice woman named Rachelle McLean adopted me. She had a husband, Joe. The McLean's let me do anything I wanted. I met some college kids and we would always go to the mall. I was their "Little Sis". But almost a year later, when Emily (the oldest college girl) was driving, she made us collide into two other cars and we flipped upside down. It took paramedics 52 minutes to get us out. Only 3 out of the 6 passengers lived; myself included. I was rushed to the nearest hospital, barely conscious. The next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital bed. The doctor said I may never walk again. I even tried touching my leg, but I couldn't feel it. He also announced that I was pregnant. It was a shock, everything. Weeks after I got my wheelchair and was teased by my classmates, Joe and Rachelle divorced. The big question was: where would I go? They decided I would go to Watermelon Falls and be adopted. Then they went their separate ways, to Clearwater Crossing and Janice Hollow. I still have not been adopted. I live out on the streets only 36 dollars in my pocket and nothing but faith to keep me warm (yes, I like Mandy Moore).

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