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Ever since I was a little girl, I had always dreamed of having a house that had a stair case within it. A house with a stair case, among with many other dreams, have been coming along slowly. Until my freshman year, I did not try to chase my dreams because of the fear of being challenged. When my freshman year of high school came along, I tried to get involved. I got the class of JROTC and did my best to contribute to the class until I had certain health issues.
After I felt better at the end of the school year, I made the decision to join band. The band director said I could be in the band, but he would not help me at all due to the fact he had to help the best players for competition. For the last month of the school year, I spent much
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