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The Man With Magazines…
I have decided to share this memory. This is a memory that should not be in anyone’s life experiences, especially from the time of our youth. And yet, these types of encounters are reported in the news almost every week. Unfortunately for me, this experience is now a part of my memories from my teenage…
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Beer For Acne…
After we moved into the trailer park my mom started to go out more after work with the two brothers’ mom and people from her work. I also began to hear her talk more about the other people she met for drinks after work as well. One name kept coming up in her conversations. One…
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Making Out…
When the two brothers and I hung out at the bowling alley we would always be checking out the girls. We would make comments to each other about their looks, their hair, their body shape. And if they made the cut, we would talk about their eyes which required us to greet them up close…
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Shotguns And Horses…
Fall was a fun time for me. Not only was I now bowling in a league, but this was also the time when I learned about trap shooting and riding horses. Our neighbors directly next to us had a young toddler boy that I began to babysit to earn some money. The dad was a…
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Fourteen…
I am now fourteen years old and a maturing young teenager with hopeful dreams for this school year to be a normal year, whatever that means. I have reached the upper class of my junior high school which means that I will be advancing to high school next year. My Saturday mornings are also now…








