Gabs-Personal Narrative

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I won’t pretend that the fight didn’t happen, and I won’t pretend it wasn’t my fault. But I want to share my side of this. Yes, the messages were all sent from my phone and I wont deny that, but they weren’t all written by me. Yes, the messages were all sent my phone under my name, that’s an obvious fact. During the fight I was with some other people who have it out for Gabs, and they wanted me to let them text her. It was stupid for me to let them do that, and I take full responsibility for their words and my own. I will even read the conversation and admit to the messages that I actually wrote. I will take the fall for everything, I just want everyone to know that I would never treat Gabby like that. She means so much to me, and I would

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