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To the last two braincells out there who might want to give these stories a go: First of, hello! Second of, say good bye to those last two braincells. Not because these are rather dumb (well, they sort of are) but because these stories were written by a thirteen year old who thought she had the world figured out. There are some stories in here that I've added later (when I was embarrassingly older) but those don't have the excuse of being written by a condescending teen. They are just here because this is how I figure out the world - by figuring I already figured it out, you figure? There is no structure to these and sadly, they aren't smart enough to be marketed as stream of consciousness, so I'm going to stick to calling them "short stories". If you are still determined to slog through this, let me just say, welcome to my brain*. *Refreshments not included.
THE REARVIEW MIRROR
