I am not me
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Hey, it's nice to meet you. I'm going to leave this introduction plain and simple, for not every story begins with a fiery explosion. My name is Nicole. This is my auto-biography. My life isn't the most exciting, it's not the most unique, and it's not the most beautiful. It's just mine; and I take pleasure in writing all about it. For whatever reason you may be reading it, I thank you for taking the time to slow down and put yourself in someone else's shoes. It gives you an idea of what it's like for people with different experiences than you. To read through the pages of a real, un-staged modern girl. I hope you enjoy.
- Nicole
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