When I met my friends at LC!!!
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When I first wen to Lewis Central in the middle of Seventh grade I met so many people and now we are still friends but I don't go to LC anymore and I hate that because all of my friends and sisters are there and i just left them to go back to Treynor and I haven't seen them in about two months and I want to go back and see them because it was like family there and me and my friends always hugged each other. Some of my friends we when to Mr. Stoples room because we didn't like our homeroom and science teacher. I thank all my friends there for being there for me and thank you guys for helping me changing my life around for school and for being a better person than i was last year in August. To all my friends I love you and I miss you so much <3
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