The teacher dismissed us and I rose from my seat, tucking my mechanical pencil away in the side pocket of my bag. It was the last week of 5th grade, for everyone else at least. It was my last day, I was moving about an hour away.
I hugged my two best friends, ignoring the impending doom of knowing we'd grow apart no matter how much they swore we wouldn't.
That summer I tried my best to stay in contact with them, and surprisingly did really well, until 6th grade started.
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The Things We Left Unsaid
RomanceThe story of my first relationship with a girl. DISCLAIMER! this is my actual first experience. names have been changed for privacy reasons.
