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The summer before my senior year
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in highschool, I went to a type of academic camp (Kentucky's Governor's Scholars Program). One of the girls I met there was named Theda. We quickly became very close and spent almost all our time together. She lived across the state from me, but after camp we wrote several letters to eachother. She was a brilliant, funny, beautiful girl with long black hair. The next spring, we had a reunion of all the scholars. On the way to the reunion, Theda was in a car accident and became a quadriplegic. I've since lost touch with her, but I'll always like the name because of knowing her.
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