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We were asked to basically choose to be someone from this website. Then once we knew who we were we then commented on our classmates as the person we choose. The conversations that we were having were heartbreaking. I feel like everyone was in the same boat and didn't know anything that was about to be ahead. I wish there was more than we could have done and said. There were a lot of sad things going on. Especially those that are like me that had kids.  Thank you for this amazing opportunity it was for sure a great way to look into something in someone else shoes.

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