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Gwen I stand in the middle of a high end dress store, looking around me at all the formal dresses hanging on the displays. Excitements bubbling in my chest, making me want to jump up and down and squeal like a little girl. The past month has been one of hard work and a lot of research. I have spent hours every day, trying to figure out how I am going to make my dream a reality. Late nights were spent working on putting together the perfect presentation and working in the store during the day. Clarise has been a big help, she is the one that came up with the idea of having a fundraiser to get the money to set up a medical center in Malawi. She will be taking care of the guest list, my job was to prepare the presentation that will have to convince them to take out their wallets and spend th
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