It's all about me
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Last published Sat, Feb 14, 2015
Well I'm 16 now. I live in California and I start school
in one week time and I start year 10. Look, I am normally so exited about back to school to see all my friends but this
time I am going to a new school with new people. It's not a private school which is good if I want to get a boyfriend. I had one but he moved to South Australia we tried to keep in contacted through FaceTime but after a month of FaceTimeing we gave up and said good by. But it dose
bother me much knowing that I have no one to talk to about 'things' I can't even tell my parents. My name is Cassie and this is where my story begins.
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