I couldn’t sleep. My mind was going crazy. It was the night before my first day of high school and I couldn’t have been less excited. Facing the prospect of my first day of eighth grade in a strange new school and a terrifying new town, I felt scared and alone. Doomsday scenarios went around and around in my head leaving me physically exhausted. I needed help. That’s when I turned to my friend Bill Cosby. Lying in bed overcome by anxiety, I scrolled through my iPod and clicked on The Best of Bill Cosby. I closed my eyes and immediately…
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