8 is tough. I know that it is tough. Although I don't remember it completely, I do remember that you are just now coming into your own. You are not a little girl that can get away with anything anymore. You are not an adult either. You are stuck in the middle somewhere and sadly it will only get worse. Just know that I am here for you. Know that although I may be old in yours eyes, I have been that little eight year old girl that no one understands. Stuck in the atmosphere of trying to understand where you are going and who you are. Life is tough, school is even tougher and being the person you want to be is the toughest of all.
I love you and I am proud of you no matter what.
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