The Boy Across The Street
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Hi my name is Ash and no not short for Ashley, its just Ash, and no I'm not your typical rebellious child who has a crappy messed up life with family problems, I do have other problems, but I don't talk about them, at least I thought I didn't, but that was until I met the boy across the street.
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