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(WARNING: This is an interfaith story which contains racist comments and offensive remarks concerning various communities) - If you really want to know about me and why am I narrating the story where I met the love of my life, I should begin with the first drop of water that fell at my feet before I was drowned in an ocean of emotions. I was about six years old when for the first time I felt some kind of love for something else other than my toys. Gina was what I can call a best friend. She was specifically a diary, a notebook, a secret keeper. It's been now more than twelve years since I've known her. Why am I mentioning my friend? Because she was the catalyst that sped the reaction which is my life. For half of our adolescence, Gina has been pushing me to express myself and nudging me when boys would glance at me. As a very introvert and also very dry person, I had eyes only for the table in front of me and my food whenever we'd go out. Okay, let's make it clear though, I'm not narrating a sad, sappy and annoying story about how I lost the love of my life and the happy ever after, but mostly about how I took revenge on him. How? By becoming successful. This is the story of I, Jude Ford, the tremendous and absolutely gorgeous writer and painter that the world has ever seen, as quoted by The New-York Times.
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This story is not about happy or sad ending.But this story about the life of this girl,who admitted herself as the happy girl.For her,seeing her loves ones happy was her true happiness. Follow as Elisa read through her dead best friend diary that flashback all their memories,friendship,argue,love,and faith.What happen when her best friend fell in loved with the new boy? What happen when dead was awaiting for Ria? Elisa will lead you to the memories. |||||||||||| (Flashback) 11 years back: I still remember when I saw her knee was bloody and bruised because she fell on the rocks,when the bad girls push her roughly,yet she not crying but I can see her paled face. I lent her my favourite handkerchief to clean her cuts. When our eyes met, she smile to me.That was the first time I saw that lovely smile. But I guess she become my best friend when she outstretched her hand for me,smile widely. All I know about this girl during that time was she is that active and loud 7 years old girl.But later I was drawn to her amazing, yet crazy personalities, Since that day. (End of flashback) I saw many photo of us growing up together, I saw as our figured slowly changed in that photos time by time.But one thing never changed. Her smiled . |||||||||| It's kinda boring at the beginning of the story but it's getting better slowly😂. I'm trying my best to make this story a bit different than the other story. It's not about to make others cried but to make them see,true friendship bonds last forever.Even dead can't apart it. This story based on Elisa pov only.I'll add special pov's 😉 of another characters😘 Story on going~ Sorry for any grammar mistake,because im new in writing story. And I'll update if I feel like doing so.Because i'm a lazy hands haha. -C #86-Die #26-crazypeople

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