Prologue

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December 9th 2015:
Mom's POV:
I sit down on the bed and ponder through the drawer, going through all of the things in it. I come across an old purple and black journal with a lot of doodles across the cover. This must've been hers. I shouldn't read it...or should I?

"Hello, I am Kayla Palms, this year is going to be quite the show. It's my freshman year of, you guessed it, high school! Splendid, right? I know, I know, I should be "thrilled" with going to a school triple the size of my middle school, Walter Rynn Middle School, but Taliban High School just doesn't really sound like my cup of tea.." It read.

"Boy...she was right." I say, tearing up a bit.

I am such an idiot.

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