Fear
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Fear,an emotion that everyone can get at some point,even the toughest of people!And well,Yemane(YE-MAN) feels fear inside and out. Yemane feels scared up and down and all around because she is going to her new high school,Dinsburg County Highschool,she thought middle school was bad,but maybe high school could be worse! Meeting new faces and trying to keep her reputation clear,will Yemane Menasha be able to survive the days,weeks,and months,and years,of highschool,or will this school swallow her whole before she knows it? Inspiration:"Class of 0'9" This story will have some diverse in perspectives depending on what ideas I might have.....
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