This is actually quite sad that i am just now writing this but oh well. In 6th grade i saw a boy. He was seriously the best thing since sliced freakin bread. He was extremely tall, taller than everyone else and me (who used to be i think the second tallest in the school). I knew from the start i liked him, then i heard his voice and well hormones happened 😂. In seventh grade towards the end of the year we kinda started talking to each other. Then over the summer we would talk to each other for hours every day. He was so supportive and caring and trustworthy i fell even harder. Then one day I confessed that i liked him A LOT. Turns out he liked me too, but we didn't want to start dating yet. Then on July 11, 2016 he finally asked me out and well of course i said yes. We've been dating for almost 3 months now and i must say those have to be the best three months in my life! His name is Brandon Razor. He is the best thing that has happened to me and i don't want to lose him.
-Angel Niccole
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My Diary
Non-FictionThis is the my diary...well sort of. Hope you think this is a good book I mean diary. P.S. This is on my phone. Find my next book: My Opinions
