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ou know, looking back at being a teenager, I really struggle to recall how it felt. Even when I try and get specific, and try to remember how it was being 14, or 16, or 18 I don’t seem to really get into who I was back then. I guess I remember that I still felt like a kid ‘til I was 15. Before that I was shy, hiding away in my room where I wouldn’t be bullied, and I could be whoever I wanted to be with my lego. Something that year changed EVERYTHING. Let me tell you. So, I was on a summer adventure trip, to an island called Rua Fiola on the west coast of Scotland. It wasn’t my first time away from home, and I wasn’t even alone, I was there with a life long friend, but it felt like an adventure. We had to get there on our own, and got taken to the island on a tiny wee fishing boat, bouncing off the waves. I didn’t find any of the