Hit me with those green eyes"
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There was this girl. She is fifteen years young. When you first meet her she is quiet, socially awkward and seems pretty normal. She has brown hair and green eyes that are unique to her. She is very insecure and doesn't like how she looks. She has very high walls and its hard to get through them. 

"People build up walls, not to keep others out. But to see who cares enough to break them down" 
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But when you get to know her she becomes this crazy person. She dances randomly in the middle of the lessons, and often in the weirdest of moments. She hug rapes her friends whenever they get the chance, she has poking wars with at least one of her friends every day and she is one of the most loyal friends you will ever have. 

"A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws."
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She has two dogs, three horses and an army of chickens ready for attack. She doesn't have many hobbies and lives in the middle of nowhere. She is a pure English girl who is currently being held against her will in the mountainous abyss of South Wales.
 
“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.”
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The one who judges her the most is herself. No matter how hard her friends or anyone tells her otherwise. She will never believe in herself. However. She does like her eyes and her personality. That is one thing that she believes outweighs how she looks, and how much she weighs.
 
This is me and my story.
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