Confusing Crushes

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Practice, the dreaded word, the dreaded place. Practice was where she met them. Practice was where  they became friends. Practice was where it all began.All Rights Reserved

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Chapter 1- The Beginning
Mon, Oct 14, 2019

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Chapter 1- The Beginning
Mon, Oct 14, 2019

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My life has always been dull, lifeless.....dead. For the many years, my parents stayed out late for work and work up early for work. It was only, only work. One day, in one of my classes, a girl with auburn hair comes up to me, her intentions seemingly innocent. I've always detested the fact she was always on my back and the fact that she got under my skin so easily. Could it be because I've been yearning for a friend's presence? But then, why did I feel heartbreak and regret in the end? Why did she have to do that to me? Was it to torture me further? I would not know but this is my life, my story, my diary.

Story about an insecure, shy girl who finds love.

For me, it started as the worst summer of my life. For them, it started out as a social experiment. And though we only crossed paths for a short time, I'm grateful for the experience. It taught me to never be comfortable, and it changed our lives irretrievably, forever.

Somewhere between learning how to take responsibility and finding herself she met a boy ..

She found her safe place in someone unexpected.

That girl why were they afraid of that girl. She didn't bug anyone she kept to herself but she still scared everyone. One girl see's past that and gives her a chance and she learned a really shocking secret.

She just wanted a family. She just wanted to be accepted. Well let's see what fate has planned

"It was a dare. A dare to break my heart."

When it all started and ended at the bridge.....

Continuation of Sophomore Year and Freshman Year.

Words I Couldn't Say

My life has always been dull, lifeless.....dead. For the many years, my parents stayed out late for work and work up early for work. It was only, only work. One day, in one of my classes, a girl with auburn hair comes up to me, her intentions seemingly innocent. I've always detested the fact she was always on my back and the fact that she got under my skin so easily. Could it be because I've been yearning for a friend's presence? But then, why did I feel heartbreak and regret in the end? Why did she have to do that to me? Was it to torture me further? I would not know but this is my life, my story, my diary.

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