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"Hey!" Someone shouts from behind me, distracting me from my state. As I turn around the kid with the red shoes stands there, holding a basketball, I can't remember his name though, I can't remember anyone's name.
"Wanna play with us?" He asks with a bright smile on him face, as the sun shines on the ball, it takes me a few second to think.
"It's ok." I hold up my notebook, smile, and turn back around.
That's was nice of him to ask.
His names Kyle. A though runs through my mind. I write his name down.

"Don't forget"

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