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At twelve I thought I was cool and started getting cocky. This wasn't the right thing to do. I was cocky due to not losing my first ever football game. I was all types of happy. That feeling still lingers but we'll come back to that later. My grades were good, behavior was good, but my attitude wasn't so good. My best friend, Caleb was there for me through it all. My aunt died February 7, 2012. It hurt really bad, but Caleb was there for me he helped me feel better. That's when everything changed

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