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Hey Everyone!

I don’t know what is going to come of climate change and, as a fourteen year old girl, I’m scared.

Last year, thanks to climate change, wildfires already got close to my house in Nelson, NZ. This year, the smoke from Australia is making my lungs clammy.

Life for me is pretty good right now (aside from the fear I push away), but I know others are suffering. I don’t know how to make a difference. I feel helpless while the people in charge are killing my future by not believing in climate change.

I know this is off topic but for all of you in the future, I hope you have found equality and happiness. I hope climate change hasn’t ruined you.

 

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