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Dean was different. Dean was a singer, persevering for his fans, unmindful of the opposition. I could listen to him, let my mind be at ease, let his voice carry me to someplace far. Someplace with no school, no stress, and no responsibilities.

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Summer was different. Summer was a jet, rushing to the first day of school, a time that flew by. I could push my responsibilities aside, let my worries drift away, let time carry me away. Away with no homework, no tests, no stress.

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Football was different. Football was a family, accepting those willing to work, no matter what background you came from. I could strap on my pads, knowing nothing else in life was important, and go to battle with my brothers. A battle where the only thing that mattered was your determination, your sacrifice to the team, and your love for the game.

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Teen wolf was different .Teen Wolf was my motivation to get through the week. It was .

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Winter was different. Winter was a moon, drawing gaze, relaxing the mind. You could gaze upon its dark and cold features, and drift off, into the peaceful abyss. A place for many, to breathe and forget.

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Mrs. Marquez was different. Mrs. Marquez is a 50 page essay, so difficult to read and its hard to get an A in the class. Leaving her classmates like the story of Hamlet, all dead in the end. Her classmates dwell upon the fact they might fail such as me. #savage (I'm totally kidding)

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My mom was different. She was there constantly, loved effortlessly,  never less. She's there in times of need, had the purest soul, and gave me meaning. Meaning of life, love, and hope.

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The pool was different. The pool was my future and now it is a picture of my past. A life I could no longer have. In store for me was a different future that my heart could not grasp. Filled with uncertainty of tomorrow but the hopes of new dreams.

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She was different. She was a book, a page-turner, a bestseller. In reading her story you learned her mischief ways and how to avoid exposure. She also gives you potential. No, she reveals it.

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Regular Schedule was different. Regular Schedule was a horror of laziness, not wanting to get up early in the morning. I would cry because i wanted to sleep in. I'd get to school, then when school was over, I once more had the opportunity to fall in an unwanted to wake sleep.

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Writing was different.  Writing was a friend, to hold my hand, to thrive in my silence. I could glide my pen across the paper, bleed my soul into the page, dance myself somewhere very far away. Somewhere I could smile, laugh for the day, and love tomorrow.

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Sleep was different. Sleep was another world, drifting me to an escape, caring for reality. I would travel into different dreams, let myself take part of a new life, let a new life take care of me. Being in a state of mind with no worries, no responsibilities, no conscience.

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Band was different. Band was a fresh start, accepting me, unmindful of my broken family. I could escape my own mind, let my wounds heal, find myself. There would be no brokenness, no heartbreak, and no families to fall apart.

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Avocado was different. Avocado oil  was a savior, a martyr, different than oils. My hair was nourished, long, and revitalized.

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Art was beautiful. Art was a place of my own. Someplace that I could explore my mind and be or do whatever I desired. Each stroke, a new color, something that could be admired. The wonder in people's eyes was something, something that inspired me , while I inspired them.

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17 was different. 17 was a roller coaster, surprising, scary and

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The Bee Movie was different. The Bee Movie was a friend, always there, to comfort you. I watch it in times of need, let my troubles be forgotten, enjoying every second. An experience with no flowers, bees, or lack of the word "bee".

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Annabelle was different. Annabelle was an onion, with many layers. Layers upon layers, each one slightly different, loving in different ways. Bringing tears at unwanted times, showing strength, and always noticeable.

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Jazz was different. Jazz was a blank canvas,  encouraging exploration, seeking self-expression in those unwritten changes. I could play what I wanted, say what I want to say, and not worry about the limitations of the written lines. An experience that was boundless, expressive, and emotional.

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Life was different. Life was a roller coaster, one with many twists and turns. Life would surprise me and always have something in store for me. Something that would spark interest, bring adventure, and cause strong emotions.

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K-dramas were different. K-dramas were something new, spoken in Korean, told a love story. I could watch K-dramas all day without judgement, episode after episode, marathoning a whole season. In my room with wifi,chips, and subtitiles because I don't understand Korean.

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Harli was different. Harli was a  brick, solid, supportive, and unbreakable. I could a build a structure of bricks, it would not fall, it would provide shelter for me. A place for me to be myself, feel loved, and be happy.

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Tulare Western was different. Tulare Western was an open door to success, providing good education, unmindful of where its students came from. I could step onto campus, get a A in Marquez, create memories with life long friends. This is a place where you can spark relationships with teachers and students.

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Andrew was different. Andrew was long luscious hair, flowing through the wind, capturing others attention with its beauty. I could flow with the hair, letting the wind take me wherever it blows, letting it guide me through life. A life filled with friends, family, and strangers, all staring at Andrew and his hair.

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Pizza was different. Pizza was cheesy, steamily calling my attention, silver lining the grease as it sits. I could delight within the cheese, letting my diet slip away, leading into another slice. Someplace with no guilt, no shame, and no grease. If for nothing else, for that i embraced this piece.

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My new house was different. My new house was a new friend, ready to invite my into their lives. I could meet this new person leave my old friend(house) behind and spend some time with a new friend. A new friend with no knowledge of my past, no restricting expectations and new things to try with them.

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The Valley was different.The valley was a shift into a new adventure ,an adjustment to a new environment. I could wonder around this new city remembering all my friends that I have made before,imagining all the new things I am about to discover,a place to rediscover what type a person I am.I could walk into a classroom figuring out ,the place where I am going to sit,to figure out who my new friends are going to be.The valley where I would find the most amazing friends,the place  where I can  be the best I can be,and the place where my life dipped into a new direction.

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Pokemon Go was different. Pokemon Go was an open door, inviting me in, unmindful of my age and occupation. I could step through the door, capture a Pikachu, and do battle with Gyarados. For Team Valor there would be no defeat, no escaped pokemon, and no low CPs.