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My name is Nicole I have brown hair and brown eyes. You read how I look in the book this here is my life.
My mom cares for me and my dad is not with my family any more. My parents got deforced when I was 6 now I'm 16. I'm the only teen in my family. My big sister is in college. Nash is my caring boyfriend. I'm also making knew friends. But I never know what life holds ahead of me...
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