++++++My memories before the age of seven were always more bad than good. Maybe it's because the memories of suffering are too profound and the memories of happiness are particularly rare.
+++++++I was seven to thirteen years old, and it was probably the most innocent childish idea that I wanted to have warmth the most...
+++++++I was from thirteen to seventeen, the easiest time to lose yourself...
++++++++ From the age of eighteen to twenty-two, I went from a childish ghost to a staged maturity...
++++++++I am twenty-three years old now... I have my own life and am completely mature...
+++++++++My future…unknown…
+++++++ps: Why can't you choose a real person? This is my story... The true story!
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