Looking back over the way things have gone, i have noticed that my life is so much like my treehouse. When it was first being built, it seemed so fun, so nice, and so limitless, it seemed that anything could be done with it. The treehouse started with just a few nails and a hammer, and quickly grew better and bigger everday. It seemed that it
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