Prolouge

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Imagine that it's the first day of middle
school, you walk in to your classroom and all you see are dead eyes staring you down like a cop would do to a criminal. You walk around the classroom, taking your time finding a seat and then you sit and stare Down at the lock with your name written on the back. Hmmm... You look over to the person next to you, practicing opening and locking it back like they've been here for years. Then you try opening yours, it's almost like everyone stops just to watch you FAIL!!
That's exactly how I felt. The whole day I wondered why I!, had to move, why did I!, have to leave my friends, why was I!, the only person who didn't know anyone?

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