So I think only like two people knew that I had a crush on him. We'll call him Roger. So I had known Roger since Kindergarten and we became good friends. We would compete in sports like basketball but especially in running because I was the fastest girl and he was the fastest guy. We just kept getting closer and closer. I had him in my class for every grade except for 1st and 2nd grade. We were one of the smartest kids in our grades so we would be picked as a pair to always do the speeches and be the spokesman and spokeswoman at our parades and all of that. Eventually I got a huge crush on him and I would always hang out with him and the guys which made me almost lose my best friend, puppypie44, but that's another story. Anyways, I got to really like him and thanks to him I am very sporty and not a girly girl. But we graduated 5th grade and we went our separate ways...until something happened. This happened I think in the beginning of 8th grade or in the end of 7th grade. I was at the bus stop by Jefferson High School waiting for that DASH after my SRLA practice...and I saw him in his car driving by after practice of a sport I guess, and he saw me as well...we both had a shocked face but he drove away, I was just in shock that I saw him but I haven't seen him since then.
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Stories Of My Life
Non-FictionThis book is going to be some basic stories about events that have happened in my life, and the stories aren't going to go in order of my life because I am just going to write what comes to mind. This book is just going to get bigger because obvious...
