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In the wee hours of the night, a young girl decides to attack an eyesore shelf filled with stuff from last school year. As she rummages through the piles of papers, she suddenly feels nostalgic. Oh, the memories of her freshman year. Yes, they became memories without her knowing or being aware of it. Time went by so fast, she is now approaching 8th grade. A lot has happened, it’s been a wild ride. Cramming projects late at night with just one eye left open, petty friend quarrels, kilig moments —thoughts of those caused her to sigh a big sigh. As the shelf began to look neat again, she grabs the pile of what was then called projects and now is called trash and throws them down a bin. One thing she knows for sure, that shelf will be crowded again soon. A new school year is approaching and there’s no stopping it.

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