I'm not quite sure what to say here. I know it'll find a way to come out all wrong and I'm going to hate myself for it, but here goes nothing.
I remember the first day I met you, Sophia. It was in seventh grade when we were twelve years old. We were put into the same room for the honors society trip to Catalina because we had some mutual friends,
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the only memory i have of her was when you guys came over that day and you were freaking out about us having a bathroom and a kitchen
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stay strong.
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She's smiling at you.
I know it.
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