My sour 16th birthday

My sour 16th birthday

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My life as a teenager has been pretty awesome so far. My best friend Jenny has been there through a lot with me. But drama begins to stir after my "sweet 16" becomes a "sour 16". Drama begins to occur everyday and I am forced to begin a new life. Not as the old Emily Hill. But the new and more fashionable Emily Hill. When Jenny and I plan our 16th birthday parties on the same day, things go down hill. Welcome to the drama of my life. This is only a small peak at what it actually is like.
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