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My first day of high school, I was shaking from fear. I had been mentally preparing for this day all summer long.
I had heard all the rumors and everything thing to be aware of in high school from my moms friends.
I walked into school with a type of fear on my face I had never had.
Everyone was staring and pointing at me, what could I do. I was a short girl about 5’0, I still had braces, I had dirty brown hair and my eyebrows were like caterpillars.
I definitely had not had my glow up yet. I didn't know when I would glow up or if I would, but all I knew was that this year was not going to be my year.
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