My Imagination
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Ever since Rebecca started high school, her mind has thought up unimaginable situations. As she goes through her day to day life, her brain becomes more creative with each passing day. Who knows what problems or events her mind will make up with the inspiration from her seemingly normal life.
Many lively connections can be made, but few will know their true meanings.
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