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From: Hazel Jobs
To Lisa Jobs
Today I had an anxiety attack; I always have these crises when I have a lapse in memory...
finally I remembered a fight we had when I was little, you had taken a doll of mine that my godfather had given me and you didn't want to give it back to me like I cried our father picked me up and put you to sleep, when I calmed down our father put me to sleep when he lay down I went to your room I took my pacifier and gave you a hug and asked to sleep with you, yeah just one piece of the puzzle of my life, it hurts to remember, but it's the good thing about me
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