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It was when I was 18 and my friends toldme it's beautiful to put and feel a finger
inside.But when I tried, I could barely stick my finger inmy vagina became a monster and kept pushing me out.That time I could barely feel the pain.Despair was the only thing in my heart and my mind.So I stopped trying.I felt that there was something,nothing wrong with my anatomy.And God did not like me.That one part which made everyone else a woman mademe feel that I am less of a woman.
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