The first day

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In order to tell you this story I have to start at the very beginning . Even further before I met him.

I was born and raised in Toronto , Ontario Canada. I loved the snow and weather and could never get enough of it as a child. My father raised me by himself after my mother passed when I was eight years old. We moved to America a couple years later  and my dad bought a nice house with a large yard on Yankton SD.

Honestly, when we first moved I hated it. Everything about it. But I soon grew to feel like home there.

My father was a vet so he naturally worked at an animal clinic and naturally  we had three dogs,a cat, two parrots and two ferrets. Our house was basically a zoo...

And naturally I had an extremely hard time at school being teased and called orphan or animalgirl. I mean I was new and people don't teach their kids manners but my ten year old heart was broken.

Still,there was always one person I could rely on at school and he would always protect me. His name was Ethan and he lived right next door.

We became best friends and we did almost everything together. Almost,because I was a nerd throughout high school and he was not really into studying. Ever. He was a dancer and could not stay still for more that a second at a time even if his life depended on it.
I used to play the violin and really enjoyed it.

But other thank that,we were inseparable
Until college that is.
And that,is where the real story begins...
On my very first day there.

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I know it's super short but bear with me...🐻

Myrt🌊

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