15 years Year One was simple. Year Two was the same. And Year Three, like the others, was just as lame. Year Four was a milestone, I learned to read. Year Five was amazing, my first recital ever. Year Six was the first time I read my first chapter book. Year Seven was Magic, Harry Potter filled my #life. Year Eight was a year when I dared to dream. Year Nine was a year of fulfillment, I skipped a grade. Year Ten I was blessed with a new baby sister. Year Eleven, I met my first A-Lister. Year Twelve I saw my first Broadway play. Year Thirteen I became a teenager. Year Fourteen, I met my greatest idol. And year Fifteen, well... I'm working on that story.
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