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Hi guys, you will never believe what my life has been like, really. 

I was born in Wales  and,  since the moment I was born, I never saw daylight for a long time. I used to live in a box with hundreds of other deodorants. This lasted  for five months but  it wasn’t bad at all because it smelled so nice.

One summer day someone with a striped shirt and a nameplate, where the name Sonia was written,  took some deodorants out of the box. At first,  I was  not among  the chosen ones. They started to shout. I tried to help them but I couldn’t move.
She placed them in a white long  shelf. She came back. I was shivering. Too bad, she took me! I tried to escape and fell on the floor but still I couldn’t move. The outside of the box was a large and white space with lots of smells. I was finally placed near the other deodorants, but at the front row!

My life went from bad to worse. One day an adorable little child took me and started shouting:
Mum, mum, look, for daddy!!
She was cute and looked harmless but I was afraid of  everything, I didn’t want to leave that place.
We arrived home and the little girl gave me to his father. He was a big chubby man, bald and dressed with a uniform. 

Now,  it comes the worst part,  every morning he takes  my shoes off  and  rubs  my feet in his smelly hairy armpits. Ugh! It’s so disgusting. And he does it every day. It makes me  vomit lots of times. I really can’t take it anymore.


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