The year before adulthood

The year before adulthood

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When you turn 19, everything changes, you know that it's gonna be your last year as a ten aver and then adulthood will officially start. Responsibilities and all of that that it's hard to deal with when you're just a young soul. I'm Emma and this is the story of my last year as a teenager, I'm not 20 yet but my birthday it's slowly coming. This is a story about every young girl dealing with adulthood and teenage years, it's a story about sacrifice, love, sex, sadness, happiness, friends and much more. We all turn 20 at some point, we all have our last year before adulthood.
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