There is so much going on that I don't know where to begin. I guess I'll be my little organized, dorky self and do this by outline format
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My dad had cancer when I was in 10th and 11th grade, si I can understand where your bff is coming from. When I decided to go to Naz, and even during my first year here, I ad nightmares about somehting happening to him again. So to an extent, I get it. If she needs anything, tell her she's welcome to talk to me about it, because I could relate especially with being far from home.
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