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I was excited two years had passed and I was finally old enough to live on my own. Him and his parents were rich. They bought us a beautiful manchine by the beach with in door hot tub and an out door pool. That point I thought my life couldn't get any better but it did. I was  18 and he promised next year would ask me to marry him I said till then lest not do any thing. He under  stood wear I was coming from. He was the one for me and I could believe how much he loved me. I would never leave him and if I did I would be the most stupidest person on earth. We always from that point on had the holidays at are house. And I loved him more than anything and he loved me just the way I was . He would comment me every day.

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