Hey guys I'm writing one of my first story
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**Samantha pov**
AS I walked down the street from the taxi with My dad, I inhaled deeply to smell the gas and street vendor shops. This was my rightful home New York City. I loved I it here . As I took in the sights of skyscrapers I thought about what my old friends might think of me. I've changed over the past two years. I used to wear big black rimmed glass along with braces. I wore baggy clothes too. I also was bullied before I moved. But, now I have contacts, I got my braces off last year. I wear clothes that shows off my curves. People say I'm beautiful but I dont feel like it. I guess it's just after effects of being called ugly All your life. I stopped getting bullied at schools so I've changed. I wonder what they are going to think when my old friends see me.when I saw our house I was amazed.
Our house is huge It has 7 bedrooms, a pool, two Living rooms and dinning rooms, my game room, my dad's office,my room, a balcony on me and my dad's room all 7 bedroom have there own bathroom and walk-in closet. If you came to my house you would love it. It's beautiful. Now that I unpacked I find what I'm going to wear to school tomorrow. I picked out short shorts and a piers the vain crop top along with by black vans. All set I think to myself before i lay my head on my pillow and slowly drifting to sleep.
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She's a flower
ChickLitwhen Samantha was young she had braces,big thick rimmed glasses she was what they called an ugly duck. In school she was an outcast who was constantly bullied. She moved away to Colorado in the summer of her last year at middle school. What happens...
