I remember first grade. I was so happy. I barley cried, and when I did, it was something stupid like a paper cut. But hey, I was in first grade. I had do many more friends, but now everyone's growing apart. I don't have as many friends. Now it seemed as I I only have one. I miss the first grade. I want to be happy like the crazy little girl I was. Nobody cared back then. There were no popular kids, or nerdy kids. Everyone was friends. I miss those times.
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