Once upon a time life was amazing. Eight years old with not a care in the world. I loved school so much I would cry to go. My bike could keep me happy for hours. I honestly think even just walking around made my day. It was easy to talk to anyone and you were aloud to cry. The worst possible thing that could happen to you was you would fall down. Oh how i miss those days. Once upon a time...
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