Monday, November 3, 2008
The Holes in My Heart
Posted on 2:05 PM by svdfbd
Hailey J., Lake Oswego, OR By Lea S., N. Merrick, NY As a child in Cambodia, life was difficult. It went from bad to worse when my mother got sick. As usual, my father left us and went someplace else. I hardly ever saw him. I loved my father and maybe I still do. He wasn’t a nice man, though. He used to hit us, especially my mom. I never knew what we
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