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In my old age I have found nothing better to do than write about my life. I have found that in old age you remember things, such as your first love. This story is particularly about that.

1996

The school bell rang loudly, bringing me back to the real world. My nose was stuck in a book and I tried to start reading again. "Hmm...look at her. Nerd." Someone grunted. I looked up and saw Jacob Stewart and his "henchmen" Joey Bradshaw and Carl Timms. They bullied me since preschool.

I scowled and continued reading, trying to ignore them. "Freak," Jacob muttered. I already knew I was different. All the girls that were juniors like me were busty and had boyfriends, but I was still trying to figure out if I was really sixteen. I was still in a B-cup
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I sighed as the rain darkened my blonde hair and my grey uniform had blackened. When I noticed that in some patches above me there was no rain, I looked up and noticed that several owls flew overtop of me. They screeched and flew closer almost touching my head. Several let out ear piercing screeches and I ran away as fast as I could.

When I arrived home Uncle Dan began to question me like everyday. "You 're home late. What happened? Where 's Jen?"

"She couldn 't pick me up, and I had to walk," I sighed, looking at how wet I had gotten. "In the rain." Water droplets fell from my hair and I shivered. "I 'm going to change. I 'll be down in a bit," I walked up the stairs carefully, making sure I didn 't fall.

As I opened my bedroom door, I noticed that all of my things had been strewn across the floor, in my bed, even my homework desk had been tipped over. A scream escaped my lips and I ran down stairs. Unfortunately tripping on some water on the way down and I fell. I heard Uncle Dans dog, Greg, come running over to me and let out a bark. I had landed on my wrist, and I couldn 't move it. I yelped and sat up, cradling

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