You Found Me
You Found Me

You Found Me

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Some people are happy with their biological family. Others feel that in the biological family they are strangers, they are adopted, they are unhappy. Some are adopted and loved, they are happy. Others were adopted to be mistreated. Unfortunately your case is the last. The girl was adopted to suffer. She was five years old when she left the orphanage into the arms of a family she hoped would love her. But it wasn't. Those who were meant to love her ended up mistreating her, hurting her, using her only for appearance. Those who were meant to love her ended up causing her cuts. She cried so much. She had no more hope. Until she found out she had a sister; the sister was there for her, promised to save her, take care of her, promised to be there, promised to love her. And she did it all. But the girl had no more strength. The sister promised that the two would be together forever.
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