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Defining Stories

Whose story is it?

Whose story is it, anyway?

By Miranda / 17th February 2020 /

When I was six, I got a skateboard for Christmas. It was red. And it was the best present ever. My best friend Barney came to visit and I dragged him to the airing cupboard where it lived. But when I hoisted myself up to the top, climbing the slatted shelves like a ladder, the…

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