When I was 4 my dad moved and me and my brother Blake lived with him almost half the time and the rest with are mom. My dad lived with his parents in a small town and my mom lived less then 30 minutes away. I went to church on Sunday nights and Wednesday nights. I usually sat and just listened and when we went to eat I would just make small talk and that's it. I had major trust issues. But one day thing were different. Two boy came up to me and started talking. These boys were 2 years older than me. They were really nice. I started trusting them.....a lot. I dont know if it was the right thing to do but oh well I hope I did. We were in the same church class and everything. I mean I was 5 and they were 7 so we would be in the same class duh. I could already tell we were gonna get along.
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and with that he was gone
Non-FictionThis actually happened to me in my life and it was heartbreaking for me and my bestfriend. It was horrible but I will not be using their real names. Story Info ~~~~~~~ One day something could be fine the next day you realize fine is not fine. Marry...
