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This is the story of a girl who hated her self and the people around her just because of the way she has been treated and the way her life has been since she was born

Chapter 1 How I began

Helena was born into Mr Richards family on February 14th a day that is celebrated worldwidely as a day for lovers and her parents were so happy as they welcome in their baby girl....

Mr Richards was a well to do man who was respected in the area he lived and in the office where he walked, His wife was Mrs May and she was a good woman who liked to help people...

On this day of her birth everyone one was happy including her uncle and his wife who were Mr and Mrs Micheal ....

Mr Richards organised a welcome party for his newly born child and everyone came and merried....

As time went on Helena began to grow up and her parents were proud of the young girl she was becoming because she was very beautiful and intelligent....

Time passed until she was 11 years and she went out with her parents on a vacation where they went for fun and leisures .....

Helena was happy when they set out on the journey for this vacation and she enjoyed herself throughout the one week they were on the vacation but she didn't know her story would change...

After their one week paid vacation Helena and her family set out to return back to their house and on the road their car had a fatal accident leaving Helena as the only surviving person while her parents died on the spot

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