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This year I learned a lot, and it was my most stressful, emotional, and extra year I have ever been through. I of course went through heartbreak, and betrayal of old friends, but what high school student wouldn’t go through all of that. Even though through it all, it made me become a better person. I had altercations with students, and teachers, and it made me realize that I need to be more mature. I promised myself this year not to let anything get to me, and to just keep to myself, but I wound up having the most emotional year I never thought I could have.
Over the summer going into junior year my Godmother passed, and it made me want to become a better person than I was, and I didn’t stick to that. I went through many problems where I knew

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