*Sorry I haven't wrote in a while, but I will get ya'll caught up*
He doesn't remember me. He knew he was like a brother to me, and he just forgets me! Ok start over. When I was in 3rd grade I met a boy named Hunter. As soon as we started talking to each other I knew it right then... he was like a brother to me. Guess I was wrong. When he went to 6th grade and I went to 5th that WHOLE year I missed Hunter,but then he forgets me when I get to 6th grade. I don't want him to feel bad but I just want him to remember me.😔
Shoutout comment: Hunter please remember
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My Diary
Non-FictionThis is the my diary...well sort of. Hope you think this is a good book I mean diary. P.S. This is on my phone. Find my next book: My Opinions
