The last year of primary school.

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It was a verry happy year, everyone was happy we always played together and we all did it great. At home was it a little hard because my mom got pregnant and that feels weird just because I was always the only child. At home it was just me and my stepdad. My real father and I didn't have much contact that year because he had done something that my mother didn't think that was okay to do. My father has been in prison all my life so it wasn't that big of a difference. The school year was over... said goodbye to many friends. But the holiday was there ...

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