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One day I was sitting in my room, and I began to cry. Like why me why me. I’m the one that’s living with HIV. I have 5 other siblings, that don’t even have to deal with the hurt the pain not even the grief. From what I see they could never understand me. So I cry because of all the lies and the Deceit. I cry because all the false words the doctors told me: you are not going to live to see 3,5,8,10,16,21...
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