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i remember when we first started elementary school.

we weren't in the same class, unfortunately, but we made it work.

but one day this girl spilled her milk on me-- on purpose, may i add.

i cried that day. you'd never seen me cry before.

that shirt was my favorite shirt, but now the remnants of her chocolate milk will forever tarnish it.

looking back on it, it was a silly thing to cry over. but at the time that was all i could do.

but you held my hand as i cried, and you promised to protect me for the rest of my life.

...what happened?

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