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He said it wouldn’t hurt. Said he loved me. Just that one time.
Afterwards I knew he was a liar, and he never bothered lie again.
Then he introduced me to his friends.
I can never go home, not now.
I send Ma and Pa money when I can, but I’m not allowed keep much. They think I work in a haberdashery, and go to church every Sunday.
I’ll do anything to make sure they keep believing it.
Match the story (and the number) to the face at Mirrors.