Jonathan: In a Nutshell

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I remember screaming with every ounce of air in my lungs as my uncle and I dropped from a 30-meter height on a turquoise swing somewhere on one of the islands of Malaysia.

I remember biting my nailsor what was left of themwhile my second-grade teacher was announcing the victors of the hard-fought math test; I was one of them.

I remember staring at streaks of water on the airplane window, heartbroken, thinking about the beautiful girl I saw and how I would never see her smile ever again.

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