When I saw him during lunch, I started to have a headache again. I didn't know why, but there was this one part where is hurts like hell and I can't see for a second. Pictures of him popped in my head, I can't almost stand up to get my food. Then I forced myself to get up, somehow that works. I have to rush to get to Beth, I hold on to her and she looked back in surprise. I tired not to look at him the whole lunch time to the part when we went up the stairs. In my brain, I think he walks too slow. But sometimes I wonder why.
- Mai Chor
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The dairy of my love story
RandomThese are true stories that had happened to me. Alena is Ashlee, Melina is Michelle, Beth is Brianna, Melony is Melony, Anna is Annasy,and Maria is me( I won't tell my name but my name does start with the letter M )
