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I will introduce ourselves. I am Billy; I am 14 years old I consider
Myself joyous. I have a
step mom her name is margarine, she is a bit cranky.
Then there is my dad he is
nice but easily-upset. There is also Suzy she is
very nice (which we
will meet her later.) One day I got an illness the cat-flue
to be precise, I went to the hospital
this all occurred on October 19, 2001.
The day I got better I was so
happy I jumped in the air.
The
doctors said I was well enough to go home. I did not want to go
home because my
stepmother never loved me I was sure that she would love
me less now. So instead of
going home I found a lady that helps people in
need named Suzy, I went to
her and she helped me though my hard times.
Suzy even though my family
was unwelcoming, they never came to visit and
declined it when they were
welcomed.
Sadly
my family never accepted me. I longed for my family to be a
family who except each
other. Suzy became my only family.
Eventually I
went out on my own, and got a
job at hill-u-come. After working at the job
for three yeas I got a
apartment in Africa, were I helped sick people
though
bad times and recovery. In
the end I was happy I had gotten sick because if I
hadn’t I would of never met
Suzy, and I probably would not have ended up
were I am in my life now.
Written by Samantha
11/20/13
Told by Billy
(Story not true and not told by Billy)
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