.read it.. it's worth it.
It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We
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that is so so so sad. It really makes you want to tell everyone exactly how you feel about them.
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