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Ah, come on, why do you have to tell me about your own family? Honestly, I don't really like this, but oh well, what can I do? Alright, this is about the story of my family, which consists of 5 members, my parents, my two sisters and myself... but hahaha I don't think I'm considered his own biological child, even my mother I once said, 'Your mother almost dumped you before but it didn't happen', why? why does it have to be almost? Now that I'm in the world, I almost died at my own hands, it hurts, not the pain of almost being killed by my own mother, but the pain of being hated by my own mother after finding out that my mother hated me, was I really that bad that I was hated and even threatened to be killed several times? okay, I know my mother is just taking out her trauma on me, but why should I? To be honest, I damaged my whole body to get just a little attention and worry from him, but what? in fact, when I was sick, my mother actually said, 'Are you going to die!?' instead of being taken to the hospital for further treatment, instead he spoke like that as if he was telling me to die. In fact, I have tried several times to end my own life. I have overdosed several times. I have hanged myself but the rope broke hahaha, unfortunately, and again, I too I often scribble on my hands using a small cutter. I do everything I can to quickly die, I don't know, maybe I'm too tired of everything, that's why I always try to commit suicide until finally I become obsessed with hurting myself, hehehe, oh yes, anyway, mother and My biological father lives in different places but they never divorced. Funny, right? hahaha, okay, I continue, this could be said to be, you know, humans who are always wrong, not in the eyes of my own family but in the eyes of many people, that's why I always wear a headset to cover up the noise of people's words that enter my brain, not my heart, that's why I really like it. Collecting personal protective equipment headsets too hehehe ah yes, another thing I have done is that my own mother has beaten me several times, even with something as trivial as running out of soap, one of which I was immediately kicked in the head until it hit an iron and it hurt? oh of course not, I'm dizzy, not sick, shocked, my relationship with my mother has never improved, but I'm always late for school, not because I stay up late, actually that's one of the things, ehehehe, but the main thing is that every time I want to go and ask for school money, I always fight. with my mother from the time I woke up until I went to school, but I was late, sir and the teacher, especially Mrs. Euis, Mr. Cecep, and Mrs. Bintang, sorry for being late, please, sir, mother, don't take me out of school,This school is my umpteenth home, sir, I feel too at home here, even if I have to stay in class, it doesn't matter to me as long as you don't expel me, sir, mother, I beg you, I really don't have anyone else, I only have my friends and the teacher- my teacher at this school, to be honest, this is the first time I feel at home and feel safe at school, even though I was previously a victim of bullying at school from elementary to middle school, but since I came here I feel that I am really very safe with a sense of discipline and prohibitions and rules. made it also makes me like being at this school, the feeling of helping each other, helping each other makes me feel at home too, so I beg you, don't expel me from this school..akh damn!, it seems like I'm going too deep into my story, hehehe, sorry and that's enough for now, thank you

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 My name is Aulia, I have  two siblings, one older sister and one younger sister. My older sister is Habibah while my younger sister is Aulia. We are the children Mr. John and Mrs. Luna. We live in a not too big house on the countryside of Cikut. My older sister works in Lippo City, so only my younger sister and I live at home. I am currently in the second grade high school

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i from madura,east java 

i was born 2006,4,3

i have 2 brother 

i live in surabaya until i was 3 year old, and at the age of 3 followed my mother jakarta to work and at that age i already joined my mother's trade, when i was 5 years old, i went back to my village with my mother