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Everyone experience that one little feeling when you adore
Or like someone it’s an amazing feeling believe me there is
This one amazing girl that I just constantly can’t get my mind off of her like I adore her to much I won’t say no name but there is a story behind this whole thing but if only I could remember the beginning oh well…let’s start with how I met her so it all started in high school sophomore year 2013 I went to a school called Blu Ford High School where everything at that school wasn’t what you call paradise I mean everyone was happy and excited that they get to see their friends and stuff but I wasn’t really interested in all that stuff I was restraining myself from caring about school and education high school was like a child’s playground to me but that all change in a matter of seconds after seeing that one person a girl I adore honestly I didn’t know how to keep my composure because she was really amazing I mean she was gorgeous in every type of way she was a light-skinned girl with nice hair, great personality, and etc. but truth be told we started out not being friends because I didn’t know her, and I didn’t really want to make the effort on doing so but one day she was sitting outside on the lunch table with her friends, the same table that I was sitting on but we made no eye contact no communication whatsoever it was just awkward just being there and not saying anything especially since I has a crush on her or whatever but it’s totally fine but anyways during that awkward silence I decide to talk to her by saying “Hey, how you doing? What’s your name?”. As she proceeds to give me her name that’s when I started having a decent conversation with her it wasn’t bad cause she told me what high school she came from because this was her first year coming to Blu Ford High School so she was new to this school and I asked…...

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