Chapter One- Never Grow Up

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December 13, 1989..the day I was born. By the time I was 5 I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up, my whole life planed out or I thought so. When I was little I always wanted to be a jockey, but that dream didn't come true. In fact it changed.. let me start from the beginning.

The day I turned five, I had dreams, plans my whole life figured out or did I? It was December 13, 1994 and I had just finished celebrating my birthday. I got ready for bed after an exciting day, and fell asleep. My dreams that night were filled with me with my perfect family and my career.

When I woke up, I slipped on my pants, a old raggedy sweater and put my hair up into a pony-tail. I ran downstairs, ate my breakfast and headed outside, were my dad was waiting for me. Because it was a Sunday, my tree farm nearby Wyomissing Pennsylvania was open. My job was to keep all the crickets off every single Christmas Tree.

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After a long day of hard work, I went inside to eat dinner. A shocking surprise was when I saw my Grandma at our dinner table. My grandma was a opera singer so it was rare to see her. She always told me how great it was and I always wanted to be like her a little, but nothing could ever get in my way of becoming a jockey.

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Years and years came and went and I grew up. My Mom always told me to never grow up but something inside of me wanted to and I did. My long life dream was always the same, until 2000.

Hey guys!! It is Mickey and I'm doing this really short story about Taylor Swifts life. This is and isn't for a school project but I would love it if you guys could rate this and comment on it and tell me were to improve. I'm doing this story alone.. don't worry me and Zee are still doing the other story. ~Mickey


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