My Childhood Bestfriend
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Last published Fri, Mar 30, 2018
He's like my brother , my father and my protector we've been friends, or should I say best friends for a long time now, he's the biggest part of my life aside from my family and other friends. Crain, he was there in both bad and good times like every friends role, he is my "shoulder to cry on", the reason of my laughters and sometimes the reason why I cried. We met, long time ago, we're still kids and became really good friends since we have understandings and until that we're have grown up, we shared very fun memories that should be kept. I could say, he is a kind of friend, who could make you laugh but could make you cry. And, will be the reason why I will cry... I never thought that he will not always be there like before, he will leave and not coming back anymore, even if cry every time, even if lean my knees for him everytime and even if I tell him I love him... He left and will never come back...
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