Personal Narrative: Hi, I Am Ella Ache

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Hi, I am Ella Ache. This is my first year in Ontario next to Gloomy Lake. I know the name makes the place sound miserable and it is, but misery, ridicule and depression keep me alive. Now you are probably freaked out by this, but it is true since my dad is the original god of ridicule and my mom the original goddess of misery I got cursed I can’t leave near happiness and love. You are probably thinking she has to be kidding right well I am not and I still can be happy and have friends, but i just conform to the people I live near I am just as miserable as the rest of them. My dad and mom can’t accompany me in my journey to claim my Goddess title Eleos goddess of the depression so I live on Earth with miserable people even for me, they are awful,

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