June 9, 2013

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Dear You,
Tomorrow is my last day of eighth grade. It's also my last day of middle school. In a way, I'm glad because it's been a rough few years and yes I know, I really thought it would've been better, but I'm still continuing to pull through and find my happiness. Even before 6th grade, I was struggling. Basically ever since Mom passed away, it's been hard. I've gotten bullied about not having a mom anymore, that I was a loser and had no life, etc. Looking back at it, I now regret being sad and still do. This time though, this time when I start high school, I'm going to get better. Crossing my fingers.

From, Me

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