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My life
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Im very different to your normal girl. Im not a girly girl or a tom boy, im a bit of both. I love dancing, singing and my all time favourite football. I was born one of three, so there my sister who is younger then me by a few minutes and my brother who is older then me by a few minutes. We were very close when we were younger but now our sister doesn't even talk to my brother or i. My brother and i are very close and our sisters hates it but her choose not ours. A lot of the time this starts arguments. And this is my life. The writing of this story is mine own work but everything else isn't mine. Mature content © All rights reserved
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