It was a stormy night. Though it wasn't exactly stormy, and it wasn't even a night. It was 1:45 PM-ish, actually: March, 17, 1995. That's the day I was born on-- now come on! Do you expect me to write the story of my life?
Long story short, I'm a 16 year-old girl who likes to do things that other 16/17 year-old girls around me consider weird...?
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