ANYBODY WHO WRITES BOOKS. Thank you for all the inspiration over the years

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Clara Jane Rya was a young girl living in the old age. Clara was a misfit. All the other young girls wore glamorous dresses. Clara wore a simple dress shirt with a skirt. Alas, she yearned to wear what the boys did. But that was not allowed. Until Clara Jane Rya changed that. Until Celia Alice Ray came along.

Clara was walking home after a long day at school. Clara was so tired that she didn't see someone sneak up on her until they said, "Hi. My name is Celia Alice Ray. Are you Clara?" said a girl. "Yes. Why do you ask?" said Clara. "I am your neighbor." said Celia. "Do you want to visit my house?" said Celia. "Okay..." said Clara. "Come on then!" squealed Celia.

"That's my little sister Agatha. She is five years old." whispered Celia. "This is your room? I thought it would be fancy like the girls down the street." said Clara. "Do you live in a fancy house?" asked Celia. "No way. I live in a room with two twin sisters." said Clara. "Can I see your room?" asked Celia. "Yes." said Clara.

"That's Rose on the top bunk. Charlotte is always on the bottom bunk." said Clara. "They look so peaceful. I wish I could go to sleep." said Celia. "Ask your parents to have a sleepover with me." said Clara. "My parents said okay!" said Celia. "Good! Let me introduce you to my parents." said Clara

"This is my mom and dad." said Clara. "Hello. Who may you be?" asked Mrs. Rya. "I am Celia Alice Ray. You must be Clara's parents." said Celia. "You must be tired. Please go to bed. Or go to the dressing room." said Mr. Rya.

"Can I show you something?" asked Celia. "Of course!" replied Clara. "That is off principle! You could get banned!" cried Clara. "But don't you want to stand up for what's right? " asked Celia. "Fine." said Clara. "Let's go to sleep."

"Good night Celia!" said Clara. "Call me Cece." said Celia. And so they slept. And dreamed. For hours and hours.

"Let's do this." said Cece. They walked into school. Everybody gasped. Clara immediately regretted her decision. She would never fit in. She immediately went to the school's dressing room.