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                                                By Sara Luzuriaga BRONZE
Havertown, Pennsylvania
It was cold. It was oh, so cold, and my brittle bones were shaking like the leaves on one of the nearby maple trees. My stomach grumbled, but I was used to it. I couldn’t eat...
                                                        
                                                                                                                
                                                        
                                                        
                                                    Havertown, Pennsylvania
It was cold. It was oh, so cold, and my brittle bones were shaking like the leaves on one of the nearby maple trees. My stomach grumbled, but I was used to it. I couldn’t eat...
