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When I do my art, it’s a way to get things off my shoulders. I have my best friends. I just met one of them, but the other one I have known since I was ten. I can talk through my art just as I can talk to my friends. When I have things on my mind, my art can help me. Their advice: If you don’t like how you are treated, then move out. I am about to get a job and put some applications in, but I didn’t hear anything back yet. I want to be on my own. I don’t want to depend on my family. I can talk about this in my art, but I can’t talk like this at home. Sometimes I can go through the teachers at school if I am really depressed. Otherwise, I either talk to my friends or I talk through my art. I need time to work on my art. I cannot even tell you the last time I got a chance to work on my art except for this exhibit.

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