My mother died when I was 12, and right after, my dad died in a car crash. I was 15 and had no family. The court sent me to live with my uncle and aunt in Missouri.
I have always had a fascination about what's inside a human being.
I've always had this identity thing. When I was little, I was always changing my handwriting because I couldn't decide which one I liked best.
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