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I stop writing to see my teacher looking over my work she is a kind woman named Mrs.Jean she cares for all her students. She glances at me “May I speak to you in the hall Lizzie” she asks she knows I love to write and draw or as I call it expressing myself on paper. “Sure what about” I ask with no hesitation “ Something I think you will be very happy about you got a scholarship to W.A.I (writing arts institute)” I jump out of my seat and hug Mrs.Jean this is the happiest I have ever been. I still was full of depression though.
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