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Diary of a Madmum

Youngest Teen Turned Sixteen

I dread to think what’s gonna happen next

Photo by Jarritos Mexican Soda on Unsplash

I didn’t get to say happy birthday to my youngest face-to-face on her sixteenth earth day. That’s because she did not sleep in her bed the night before. She stayed overnight at the place she has been spending time regularly. For the second time that week.




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Marla Bishop

Marla Bishop

Londoner, philosophy graduate, journalist, relationship coach, wife & mother. MA in Novel Writing; working on 1st novel. Follow me:

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