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It's the last day of school and everyone is getting their yearbooks. I get mine first. Well in my grade, because I'm a freshman. I walk around to every single person I know, asking if I they can sign my yearbook. Of course they sign. I get tempted to turn this into a competition, like always.
Though everyone says that the pictures in my book look "Strange" or "3D-ish". So before I ask more people and teachers to sign, I stop and look. And the people were right! It looked like they were waving to me or popping out at me. I be careful and gently close the book.

First year of highschool was fun, yet tough. Very tough. I get on the bus one last time and I say goodbye to everyone and the school.
I arrive at home and I set my backpack down and run to my room. I open the yearbook and the same thing happen here at home, like it did at school. I flip through and find one of my favorite times that happened.
The last school dance. I was with my other friends, Erin, Willow, Kylee, and Marissa. With me stuck in the middle, of course, again. I kindly touch the page and close my eyes.

Suddenly, I hear music and cheering and the lights had dimmed. I rapidly open my eyes and see the last school dance happening right there in front of me! I made sure the yearbook was still there, in which it was.
Erin came running up to me in her sparkly pink dress and purple heels, I see her blonde hair hung in a ponytail.

I can't decide if:
1. It's deja vu
2. I'm sleeping and it's a dream
Or
3. This is completely real!!

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