Personal Narrative: Real Hell

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Do you want to know what's happening with me? Let me tell you this, without taking alcohol. I've been through hell. Yes, it is real hell. I can't even spend my day without thinking about how can I get through this ride nor spend my night without even crying. I was really depressed that I can't even stand up on my own. I don't even want to go out in my room. I've called a lot of friends, including you, but no one even bothered to ask me how I feel or how was I doing. In short, no one even cares. I can't blame them because I know I'm not their priority. I just sit my ass on the corner asking God why is this happening. You don't know a single thing yet you like you know everything. So please, just stop slapping every shit on my face like you know
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