Going back home

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When I was about 6 years old I got to go to my new house in the new location which I got a few friends here and there I met a girl named Aylin she was a kind and cheerful little girl she would protect me from the kids who would like to pick on me and bully me so we always hanged out she would make me laugh and fell better about my selfi was those children who would take what others say and allow it to hurt me making me feel useless of course Aylin changed that about me but I grew out of it anyways this was short cause it might make others cry

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