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I WAS STOLEN.
My “mother” hadn’t abandoned me. She hadn’t left her own child. She had kidnapped me. Raised me for nine years, then simply discarded me when my usefulness, or perhaps her nerve, ran out. And the little girl, the one dying in the hospital, the one who needed my bone marrow? That wasn’t my half-sister.continue reading …
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