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[Day 10] He thinks like a sociopath

Photo 209There aren’t very many kids my age that live near me. The number is three, total, not counting the one slightly further away who tortured me from 2nd to 6th grade(not Dylan, this is another jerk). We all went to the same elementary school, but only one ended up going to my middle school. She was way too shy and I was way too socially awkward to remain friends for long. So we didn’t. Continue reading “[Day 10] He thinks like a sociopath”

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[Day 9] Naturally Curious

Two years ago, standing in the sophomore hall of our high school, my friends and I found a folded note on top of the fire Photo 265extinguisher. The paper was a bright yellow and inside, there was some text and handwriting both. The text read: What’s YOUR secret? Write down one of your school-appropriate secrets that not many know for the yearbook. If you feel comfortable, you can write your name. If not, that’s ok too. Thanks! The person who was given this slip of paper wrote something profane that I won’t repeat but had to do with… relations with another student that we all knew. Continue reading “[Day 9] Naturally Curious”

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[Day 8] Gosh I’m Supportive

Photo 171My brother had some pretty bad luck as a baby. Not only was his hip out of place so he had to wear a giant cast for the first several months of his life, but he was also lactose intolerant and allergic to nuts of all caliber. We found the last two things out because he had red, irritated patches all over him and we found out that through my mom’s milk he was being exposed to things that we were unaware he was allergic to. Continue reading “[Day 8] Gosh I’m Supportive”

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[Day 5] I was a creepy middle-schooler

Dear Liam Aiken,

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I am a senior in high school in a town of no consequence in Colorado. On August 19th of this year, I started a year-long blog project entitled “365 Days of Bri” to rediscover myself. I’ll add the details at the end of this letter, but for now I’ll just explain your part. Every day of the week I have a different task to do, at once I’ve completed it I have to write about the experience in the blog. On Sundays like today, my task is to write a thank you letter to someone I’ve never met. For reasons I will explain shortly, you made the most sense to start off with.

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