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Sophia Watson
Seattle, Washington USA
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When I was Seven, I climbed a tree. A very big tree. And when I jumped off and flapped my arms like a bird, it cut me. It bled, and I cried... but not for long. Now, my right hand is never lonely due to the company of my scar.
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