This story is about a girl and her experience with moving.


2. October 2013

It was 2013 when this all started. I was in 5th grade. I moved to a new city, a new school. It was my first time switching schools. I was scared I was not going to make any friends. But I came figured out the class I was in and started my day. Everyone was nice. Some of the boys were a little too nice. They always followed me around and they all wanted to help me. Since I wasn't sure what to do I let them. Fifth grade isn't where the trouble started, but it was the root of this big tree of problems. The school year came and left. They all gave me their numbers.

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