At 815 and Dorchester in San Francisco I was just a kid, a little girl and in more than a moment my life became a view, this is a size comparison. The scars are showing as at the time the event was sealed. Basically the boys and girls involved did the damage and my chin showed the only evidence however it just sealed up and disappeared just like they used to do. The worst part is those boys and girls would not stop, those boys and girls make their way to the Richmond District from the Sunset and the abuse just multiplied and that made the event into a horizon. The abuse never was countered, nobody spoke and I was meant to forget as I was very young and yet today the scars are blaring through, by the way, I never forgot.
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