CAMILLA'S POV
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I lay in bed, wishing for a mother. A mother unlike mine, the kind that cares and that would do anything for their daughter, the one that would choose her daughter over anybody. My life has been a rollercoaster, but the one that starts at the top and just goes downhill into the basement of hell. I would say that my life started out great, my parents loved me and I had everything that I needed, but I guess God needed my dad more than I did and took him from my mother and I. My mother was unstable after that, emotionally I mean.
She was very sad, I remember it because she always thanked me for cleaning the house when she used to lay in bed for days. I knew how to make fish fingers in the microwave, and that's what I'd use to eat on bread. I didn't think anything of it, bu
