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By Royston BRONZE
Jenison, Michigan

Royston Earl 9/21/12 SDT C VK Fruit Loop Loves Basketball Fruit loop was his name. His room was decorated with basketball trophies. He spent hours at the park. He wo...
Royston BRONZE, Jenison, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

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By chlorination BRONZE
Amsterdam, New York
chlorination BRONZE, Amsterdam, New York
1 article 0 photos 1 comment
Detective_Finn SILVER, Houston, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
A great day starts with the thought of having one. Joseph Dixon

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By AnnaX PLATINUM
Boston, Massachusetts
AnnaX PLATINUM, Boston, Massachusetts
20 articles 0 photos 28 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.”

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By GinaR BRONZE
Dallas, Texas
GinaR BRONZE, Dallas, Texas
1 article 0 photos 1 comment
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By brenda27 GOLD
Georgetown, Kentucky
brenda27 GOLD, Georgetown, Kentucky
10 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
never give up on your dreams do what you like and be who you want to be.

QueenAssassin SILVER, Wyndmere, North Dakota
5 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Around here, however, we don&rsquo;t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things&hellip; and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.&rdquo;<br /> &ndash;Walt Disney

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By Born2Love97 GOLD
Louisa, Kentucky
Born2Love97 GOLD, Louisa, Kentucky
15 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Love comes at a price. Which one will you pay?&quot;

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By AnnaX PLATINUM
Boston, Massachusetts
AnnaX PLATINUM, Boston, Massachusetts
20 articles 0 photos 28 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.&rdquo;

mystyksuniverse GOLD, Tuolumne, California
10 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer forget who robbed me last year, who played me for a fool--then there will be no speaker in all the world say the name: &quot;The People,&quot; with any fleck of a sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision. The mob--the crowd--the mass--will arrive then. &ndash; Carl Sandburg