This story all begins back in middle school. Where I call it, 'the awkward moments in the teen life before life truly matters'. I know that was long but it is true. Middle school is the middle of childhood and adulthood. Some people might say, "it's where you truly find yourself". But I think that's a lot of responsibility you put on the shoulders of a pre-teen. Anyways, enough with the whole, "what do you call 'middle school?' nonsense. Back to the story.
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The Three of Us
Non-FictionWhen your with your friend(s) do other people ever asks you, "how did you guys meet?" Or, "what's the whole story with you guys?" You guys probably look at each other and shrug and say, "I can't really remember." Or, "how did we meet?" And laugh or...
