When I was in preschool,I was the weird child. I always ran down the hallways acting like I drove monster trucks and had imaginary friends who turned out to be dead relatives. At the time,I didn't know being tomboyish was wrong or meant I was different. I loved who I was and no one could change that. All the other kids was my friend and I never had enemies.
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A Journey of Self-Discovery
Non-FictionThis is a story of a young girl who always felt differently and an outsider. Based on true events and actual people. I hope you enjoy this
