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Boy: Tales Of My Childhood

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nerd nonfiction realstory

5th Grade is hard. It's the grade before you have to make so many changes. You have to run from class to class and choose which middle school to go to. As a newcomer, this is a blur. Being a nerd makes it worse. This is my story.
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