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I remember laying on the cold tile floor with nothing but my arm as a pillow. She told me I had to sleep in my own bed or else if she found me sleeping with my sister I'd have to sleep there for the night.
I remember laying on the cold tile floor with nothing but my arm as a pillow. She told me I had to s...
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