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So I'm 15 now. Halfway to middle aged. A fourth of the way to death. 9 years ago I was 6. I was starting school. I made my first best friend. 6 years ago I was 9. My dad told me he wasn't coming back. I met my forever crush. 3 years ago I was 12. Hung out with my friends every weekend. Didn't care what anyone thought about my looks. 2 years ago I was 13. Really got into guys and what they thought. Lost weight and started wearing makeup. 1 year ago I was 14. I started high school and became depressed. I finally started seeing myself without crying. I'm 15 this year. My life will get better. I'm gonna make the most out of my life.
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
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So I'm 15 now. Halfway to middle aged. A fourth of the way to death. 9 years ago I was 6. I was starting school. I made my first best friend. 6 years ago I was 9. My dad told me he wasn't coming back. I met my forever crush. 3 years ago I was 12. Hung out with my friends every weekend. Didn't care what anyone thought about my looks. 2 years ago I was 13. Really got into guys and what they thought. Lost weight and started wearing makeup. 1 year ago I was 14. I started high school and became depressed. I finally started seeing myself without crying. I'm 15 this year. My life will get better. I'm gonna make the most out of my life.
So I'm not 15 yet but I will be on Thursday. And this wasn't meant to be sad or depressing. It shows how I want to get better.
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
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