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was dawn and Agatha just clocked 7. She opened her eyes on the ragged foam she slept on in the sitting room. The candle had already burnt out. The crock had just crowed and she knew it was supposed to be a memorable year.  The birds too were humming and their song sounded similar to “ And she's a very good fellow”. But Agatha had never felt like a good fellow. She knew she was bad at everything. It wasn't that she wasn't too sure. She knew she was one of the worst human beings in the world. She could never do anything right.  Her heart began to beat fast when she remembered what her last year's birthday looked like. She was scared of what today would look like too. Her big aunty whom she lived with had been maltreating her since she was a child. Agatha's mother and father were separated when she was four. After the separation which took her father away from home since then, her mother began to expose her to different forms of abuse. At her alcohol shop under a mahog...
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Agatha

was dawn and Agatha just clocked 7. She opened her eyes on the ragged foam she slept on in the sitting room. The candle had already burnt out. The crock had just crowed and she knew it was supposed to be a memorable year.  The birds too were humming and their song sounded similar to “ And she's a very good fellow”. But Agatha had never felt like a good fellow. She knew she was bad at everything. It wasn't that she wasn't too sure. She knew she was one of the worst human beings in the world. She could never do anything right.  Her heart began to beat fast when she remembered what her last year's birthday looked like. She was scared of what today would look like too. Her big aunty whom she lived with had been maltreating her since she was a child. Agatha's mother and father were separated when she was four. After the separation which took her father away from home since then, her mother began to expose her to different forms of abuse. At her alcohol shop under a mahog...
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It was dawn and Agatha just clocked 7. She opened her eyes on the ragged foam she slept on in the sitting room. The candle had already burnt out. The crock had just crowed and she knew it was supposed to be a memorable year.  The birds too were humming and their song sounded similar to “ And she's a very good fellow”. But Agatha had never felt like a good fellow. She knew she was bad at everything. It wasn't that she wasn't too sure. She knew she was one of the worst human beings in the world. She could never do anything right.  Her heart began to beat fast when she remembered what her last year's birthday looked like. She was scared of what today would look like too. Her big aunty whom she lived with had been maltreating her since she was a child. Agatha's mother and father were separated when she was four. After the separation which took her father away from home since then, her mother began to expose her to different forms of abuse. At her alcohol shop under a ma...
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