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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 9:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 11:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 12:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 2:18 pm
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The story is about Renee, her age at the time was 19.
She was haunted all her life, battling depression and nightmares after being "touched" by a men when she was younger. She already had about 50 scars tracing her arms... but one night she was drinking.. and finally wrote "******** Up" into her arms with a razor.
The treatment center labled her too great of a risk, and refused to accept her into detox and such. So she would have been alone.. to sink deeper into the depression that had already broken her. She was in the mercy of the love of those around her. For five days, her friends saved her. Cared for her as her church. Brought her back to life and showed her love...
At only 19, she owned an attitude and a humor that far surpassed her age. She inspired this large scale organization, a movement of love, to help all those who suffer from depression, addiction, self injury and suicide.
Jamie, who wrote her story down, asked her on the last night of her detox, what she would say if her story had an audience... She smiled and said:
"Tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 9:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 5:44 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 8:35 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 1:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 9:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 9:28 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 5:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 6:45 pm
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