Not ready to let someone through

As an adoptee or a usual kid who grew up alone in school but always a sister and brother to play with at home. I didn’t ask to be someone’s best friend because I knew they already had best friends. I figured out how I won’t be hurt by not talking with anyone who would judge you like a popular girl or a cute guy. As long as I had my friends everything was good but the worst part is falling in love and knowing he will hurt you anytime…


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My name is Ebba Katherine, I was born in Colombia 1995, I'm writing about my life as adopted with two families.

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