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Dear FutureMe,
hellooo, if you read this, please continue.
I'm Georgina, I'm 12 years old, turning 13 this September. I just wanna tell my story about myself. sometimes, I always overthink. I don't know why, because I always feel so depressed. I love my family, but sometimes my grandma is too stubborn, can't even respect my privacy and sometimes she compare me to my cousins, they're white skin, smart, funny, intelligent, and also pretty. but I don't have those, so I always choose to be quiet but sometimes I do answer her, I know it's rude, but it's too much. every night, I always cry, I always overthink, I always overthink that why am I the only one that isn't like them? I'm morena, but they call me maitim, black, baluga. it's offending me so much, since I was little they do call me these but I didn't mind it, not until I grew older, I realize it's not that funny, but so offending. sometimes I wish, I wanna die. but I can't, because when I die, it'll be just harder. people are always mad at me, even though I didn't do anything. sometimes, I wish to be like my cousins, and my friends. they have mother, but I don't. they have great father, but I don't. sometimes I wish, i shouldn't be just born in this world if they always treat me like this. we have a good family, but those others, they don't like me. they made me feel like I don't have ally. it's just, I feel like I'm the black sheep in the family. I don't have ally, those enemies are surrounded to me, but I'm thankful, I have a friends that always tell me im worth it, and my aunt, Tita Jing. my friends's name is, Chloue, Ysabella, Erich, Louies. they made me feel that I'm really belong to them, they defend me, they let me rant to them. talks to me even when I'm at my worst. Tita Jing, made me feel that I'm also a family too, she always defends me too, especially she do give me a allowance for my school. I just wish, I have a mother. and a great father who supports her daughter. actually, sometimes I just wanna disappear. and go back whenever I want to, I'm really thankful to those people who still remembers me and still talking to me.
Thankyou if you read this, I just wanna let out my rants.
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