The beginning
When I was born my parents were very happy,and when I was getting older they got even more happy with me.Ever since I was little I was really kind and helpful,and my life was amazing.
But one day,when I was 12 her parents moved to a different state,which meant that I had to start at a new school.
But I was okay with my new home because I wanted to make friends,and I later found out that there was a treehouse in my backyard.
My father fixed up the tree house so it would be more stable,and he even made the treehouse look like an actual house.
The treehouse had a bed,TV,and mini fridge.
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