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• 1990-02-15
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• Female
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• Smalltown, USA
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• 2003-08-01
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• student

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• First chair clarinet for two years in a row
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• uhh.....
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• Cowboy Bebop
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• To get away from my hometown. (I've only crossed the state line ONCE)
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• reading, writing, playing the piano, organ, and clarinet
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• uhmm....i can read upside down....




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Thursday, September 18, 2003

  I think that I want to talk about a 'problem' one of my friends had last year. I have to write an essay about this, and this is kinda like a rough draft. The topic of the essay is: "A Lesson I Learned In Life". The lesson I learned was that even though people may not want your help, they may really, REALLY need it.

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A good friend of mine, I'll call her E.M., had a problem last year; a REALLY big problem. She cut herself, and for all that I know, she may still. She would come to school, and proudly display the scars on her legs, saying that she got an amazing adrenaline rush by cutting. I was terrified for her. She said that nothing else could make her feel that way. E.M. didn't want anyone's help with anything. She thought that she could handle herself. She was very wrong.

She was pushing everyone away, and trying to keep them close at the same time. We were all afraid that she would try to hurt us, as she was prone to violent outbursts. She would cut herself with sewing scissors, the edges of metal rulers, and with just about anything with a sharp spot. She started reading depressing stories about suicide, rape, and abuse. E.M. was rude to her mother, and she wouldn't do anything that she was asked to do. Unfortunately, her mother didn't punish her at all.

She would get really violent for the silliest reasons. One of my other friends, Meg, was afraid that she was going to hurt a younger boy when he asked her to move. She threw herself in front of the boy, and told E.M. to back off. E.M. threw her to the ground, and yelled at her, asking her what the **** she thought she was doing.

We eventually went to our school counselor, and got her help. She is doing better now, and I hope that no one else has to see one of their friends ruin their own life.

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