begins with a hatred ends with a friendship
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my tale begins here I was a little girl who turned 16 in year 10 I thought that life was going to be perfect because I was starting a new beginning leaving the past.
I started off well but as days went nothing was going well my subjects were getting harder,my classmates not treating me well and not only that I got embarrassed and insulted everyday ,it just made me feel worst.
with all my optimisticness and patience helped me survive this phase.
this was the time maturity hits me.the most important part of puberty started and I couldn't held it well i had alot of anger,sadness ,my mind couldn't focus,crying and all of this was the so called emotional development .
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