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Dear High School


Dear High School, 

It poured on the first day of ninth grade
Mom could not take our annual first day picture
We have one every year in front of the door
Freshman year was full of new things  

Tenth grade went by fast
Nothing really happened
Taking AP Bio was fun
I did not know what my future held

AP Chemistry was rough
It added a lot onto the stress of eleventh grade
The college applications started
Prom was a blast  

Senior year I got my life together
Stayed with my best friends all throughout
I am going to college next year
I have really grown  
I am excited, yet sad to you, but excited to see what the future holds

Love, Julia

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