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Jul 2021
I sat down on the table. I placed my art book and my pencil on the table. I grab my phone and I played music. As I draw while listening to music I felt goosebumps, I felt shivers down my spine, I felt cold, I felt sad, I felt.. alone..

I felt butterflies but bad ones.
Amy
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Amy  18/F/Los Angeles
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