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There was a girl. Let's say her name is Mary. Mary is in my Geography class. My class was starting out normal. Noisy and such, reading through an atlas. When my teacher asked,"Mari, where would you like to live when you are older?" My, being myself, was spacing out. "Huh?" My teacher repeated the question, and I said "Oh, most likely New York." Then, I heard someone say "Yeah, okay, Mari. We all know you're not making it to New York." I felt my cheeks go red, when one of my friends said,"You're such a bully, Mary. Mari, you can go wherever you want."
I'll prove her wrong, though. I will make it to New York. I'll go to NYU, then graduate with a degree. I can stay in New York, and, hopefully, prove her wrong.
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