So, when I was in kindergarten and or in first grade. I had this friend and her name is Nancy. She was wonderful as a friend. And back then I never really talked and mean I never spoken a word to people apparently. It took a while before I could get a grip on what they meant by so yee. Here I am talking about her. Even though it's been several years ago since I last talked to her. But even of she may be my first, she wouldnt be the last. But anyways, she was a pretty kind and very sweet girl. She didnt even judge me whenever I'd bring my blanket to class to cover myself whenever I'd cry. Yeah, I don't remember why I'd cry but I was a very big cry baby. But anyways, she is in high school currently. The only way I know is because I'd run into her in the hallways. [DONT CALL ME A CREEP YOU WEIRDOS! (¤~¤)] But anyways, Tell me if I should continue with this Story of stories sort of thing.
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Stories Of Friends
RandomSo this story is going to be about friends that I've had throughout my life. Even if they were bad or good. Everyone has their stories.
