I was 12 going on 13 the first time I discovered how I really felt about Teddy Duchamp. It happened in the summer of 1959, a long time ago, but only if you measure in terms of years. I was living in a small town in Oregon called Castle Rock, there were only 1,281 people, but to me it was the whole world.
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Stand by Teddy Duchamp
Fanfiction"I was twelve going on thirteen the first time I discovered how I really felt about Teddy Duchamp." In this story a young girl goes on an adventure with her boyfriend and a couple of his friends, what will she find in her feelings about her boyfrie...
