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Twelve years old seems young to me. A lot of my friends have twelve-year-olds. My oldest nephew is twelve (or he was when I started writing this). I remember him as a baby and I’ve watched him grow from a toddler to a young man. But still, he’s super young. Twelve years old is super young.
We are all shaped by the events in our lives that unfold before us. Not a lot of people can point to one specific event, or series of events, that led them to become the person they are.
But I can.