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          I just found out that he was just living next door.  It made me smile because I could give him a visit with cookies in hand. I hoped I didn’t sound like a stalker. I just really wanted to get to know him, you know.

          What made me smile more was that, my room was across from his room. So when I opened my window, I would see him. I hoped the window would be open and that would give me the chance to finally approach him.

          I didn’t know his name yet.

          Maybe tomorrow, when I see him again at the playground, I would try to approach him and ask his name.

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