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Age 14, Idaho, USA Dear Me, I hope you can forgive me. I knew better than to break that pencil sharpener. I needed a release, and this was what I’d chosen. I was alone, bullied, broken, and [...]

Age 16, Montana, USA In eighth grade, I had my first ever girlfriend. She was someone I could be open with. I was told I was going to hell because I liked girls. She broke up with me, then told [...]

Age 15, New York, New York, USA I hope you forgive me. 9th grade. I made you feel small because I felt small. When I called you weird, I was starving myself. When I told you your hair was too [...]