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Do you want to hear a story? It's a Love story, I promise. Once upon a time there once was a girl who knew Love just about as well as any other very young girl. One day everything changed, and she became aware of Fake Love and Abusive Love. The girl became a victim of child abuse at 7 years old. She never told anyone, yet everyone knew from her broken bones and surgeries. Years later she'd realize she had discovered another Love, Shamed Love (although at the time she didn't understand). The many people she Devotedly Loved, and would continue to Love, yet still never said a word to her about what she went through. It's okay. By then she was very good at pretending nothing was wrong. Some say it was because of this that she is the way she is. She disagrees. Her Guardian (Angel) became her brother. The only one to stand up against her abuser. She went to live with him. However, she only discovered another Love. Desperate Love. She so desperately wanted to be saved she lived in a house full of young alcohol and drug abusers, all whom searched for Love at the bottom of the bottle. This desperation began another tale. She would be quite a different girl. From her eyes to the way she spoke. She had plenty of time to grow up, plenty of time to think. She wasn't like the other girls. Not so good, and not so bad. However this difference led to fascination. She was becoming of age where boys found attraction in those silly words she said, and other things. She would have 3 proposals before she hit 18 years of age. She'd break many hearts and have hers confused many times and broken as well. Worse she had never successfully became numb. She didn't feel like others seemed to feel. She felt each pain she hand served so much deeper, while looking like a warm heart breaker. She saw emotions and the world in such a different complex way that she'd never forget a single name, all the while never looking back. She'd meet many types of men, and boys, and dirt. Some who would betray her and rape her friend, some who would stalk her, and some who would use her lack of self preservation to guilt her into many things -Someone who mistook Need for Love; Oh so close, yet so far. She also attracted other people. Her family. Her Uncle. And she'd tell no one why she can't be with him anymore. So all this while this is a Love story. People tell me there are many different types of Love; what you feel for a friend, a family member, or your significant other.