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My Journal

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Hi, my name is Samantha Marie. I love to write, but this 'story' is going to be a little different. Its about me, and my life. My feelings, family, emotions, events, and just life it general. 
I hope to write everyday, so I invite you to come and read about my life. I know a journal is where you write secrets and everything, that's what I am going to do. 
I hope my life is something you will enjoy reading about.All Rights Reserved

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