Editing Casey Miles

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<p style="margin-top:12px;margin-bottom:12px;font-size:16px;line-height:normal;font-family:Times new roman;color:#6e665a;">Hey. I'm Casey. I was born on November 7th, 12:32 AM. I was the first born. Did I mention I was a triplet? My brother was born after me, and then my sister, leaving her the youngest. We were born and raised in France. The beginning of our life in Paris, and the other in a country town. We grew up surrounded by many different animals, such as pigs, horses, chickens, sheep, donkeys, cows, even rabbits. I learned to ride at the age of 7. A year after, our father turned aggressive and abusive towards us, due to our mother walking out on us for another man who could offer her more. I suppose she didn't know what could happen to us, and what did. Eda was always a fan of art and ice skating, but broke her ankle ice skating. I broke my wrist after getting bucked off by a horse. Whenever one of us got injured, our father would get aggravated, and yell at us. I was diagnosed, at the age of 14, with depression, and my sister anxiety. Where was Ethan during this? Doing drugs. My sister and I begged him to stop, but he never listened. He eventually quit, and went to rehab. It felt like forever, but it was actually 2 years. Our father was still abusive, but I would protect my sister every chance I got. Her and I have many scars, but I do have more, because he'd sometimes break his beer bottles against us. Whenever he tried to hit Eda, I'd move in front of her, taking the hit. Ethan was released from rehab, and our father was arrested later that year. We now reside in a foster home all the way in Lakewood.</p>

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