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By Rachael758 BRONZE
Flower Mound, Texas

I will never forget the day I broke my arm! I remember it all like it was yesterday In the second grade my friend, Lilly invited me to her birthday party at Win Kids. I was so...
Rachael758 BRONZE, Flower Mound, Texas
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By DaniellaSousa BRONZE
Brampton, Other
DaniellaSousa BRONZE, Brampton, Other
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By GretaGibson PLATINUM
Vancouver, Other
GretaGibson PLATINUM, Vancouver, Other
23 articles 4 photos 23 comments
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By FunnyAJ920 SILVER
Oviedo, Florida
FunnyAJ920 SILVER, Oviedo, Florida
9 articles 2 photos 0 comments

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YOLO

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By jennyfischer SILVER
Sussex, Wisconsin
jennyfischer SILVER, Sussex, Wisconsin
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By broooke BRONZE
Grand Rapids, Michigan
broooke BRONZE, Grand Rapids, Michigan
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By Jamor6348 BRONZE
Burgaw, North Carolina
Jamor6348 BRONZE, Burgaw, North Carolina
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

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Because parents have power over children. They feel they have to do what their parents say. But the love of money is the root of all evil. And this is a sweet child. And to see him turn like this, this isn't him. This is not him.

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By Jamor6348 BRONZE
Burgaw, North Carolina
Jamor6348 BRONZE, Burgaw, North Carolina
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Because parents have power over children. They feel they have to do what their parents say. But the love of money is the root of all evil. And this is a sweet child. And to see him turn like this, this isn't him. This is not him.

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By Jamor6348 BRONZE
Burgaw, North Carolina
Jamor6348 BRONZE, Burgaw, North Carolina
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Because parents have power over children. They feel they have to do what their parents say. But the love of money is the root of all evil. And this is a sweet child. And to see him turn like this, this isn't him. This is not him.

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