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There's a tree, not just a tree, it's my tree, my safe place. It's a tree that's all alone in the middle of a field near my house. I bike there when I need to get away from the world. I bring a back pack and fill it with the things I need. I usually pack a few snacks, a notebook/sketchbook, ect. And sometimes my friends come to.

I'm 14 and I've been home-schooled since 6th grade. Only because mom wanted me to actually do work and stuff like that instead of me getting caught up in drama. But i still hear about it by my friends. I only have two friends, and i get to see them almost all the time. Their names are Sarah and Caroline, but we nick named her Caro. We have sleep overs all the time. Well, every other weekend we have sleep overs. And when we do we hangout in our tree house. 

I sometimes go chill there. It's decorated with LED light strips all around. There's 3 really comfy bean bags, a window seat, and so much more. My favorite part is the mini fridge. My mom loads it up with drinks and snacks every week. The part we love most is the back wall, the one you see right when you walk in. It has pictures of all three of us. Each picture framed with the date and everything. They're set up so at the bottom is when we were younger and as you go up we get older. And we always leave room at the top for more.

We have been best friends since pre-school and nothing could change that. We may fight and then take some time apart. But in the end we always come back for each other. 


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