Everyone Is A Suspect
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Being a perfect person is hard, but you have to do it. You'll always be under pressure but that's the way life is. Yet sometimes the weight of being perfect is harmful and that's what happened to me.
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Amy Jones had a hard past,but that all behind her. She intends on planning the perfect party to start of senior year but it doesn't go as planned
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