This is your year and time,
Weight-loss is a must please try,
The drop of a dime!
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Hi my name is Rachael and this is my reflection piece/memoir about how each idea led me back right here to where I am. I , when I was younger I was in foster care. I had only gotten in there because I told Mr.Wright who was my counselor at the time, I felt unsafe at home and that I felt like running away. By the time I’d gotten there it was a very different atmosphere. It was a tall thick blonde lady . I honestly thought she was a German girl. The for me to get home was a dream I shortly learned when I asked for a pb and jelly sandwich and she had it crowbar locked! I felt odd. I felt oddly. I felt curiously out of place. It was ‘relief’straight when I was taken back to my moms place because I remember going to 3 foster care homes. Later on in life I realized I was going to be alright when I saw her at the ice rink for the last time.
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