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    When I was 5 years old, I began kindergarten. I walked into the school with all of the other children who were taller than me. My teacher was very nice. And she had blonde hair. Her smile made me smile! But some of the other kids already knew each other, or so it seemed. “Oh no,” I thought, “I’m ...
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    “Possible risk of death.” What do you mean, a possible risk of death? Sure, are you kidding? That toxic haze I feel As if it’s already over. Sometimes I think that, l have been dead for years. Will today be the day, My heart stops beating? If I leave my mother behind, Will she be ...