When I Grew Up With Goldfish

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Grew Up With.. I grew up with photography, From being told “say cheese” to taking my own pictures that look decent ( but a lot of people say my pictures are really good). I grew up with beauty pageants, From people leaving because I was there ( because they knew I was gonna win) to having about 30-50 crowns and trophies in my house. I grew up with siblings, From wanting to take my sister back to the hospital because she wouldn't play with me to having my little brother being born in the same month as me. I grew up with goldfish, From having a tank full of pretty goldfish and when I was five or six I accidentally put a whole thing of sleeping medicine in the tank which ended up killing them to buying another tank of goldfish which I didn’t

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