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" I promise that we will be together forever." He grinned, putting out his pinky, "Pinky promise!"
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12 years later, after turning 21, I left my city in search for a new beginning, a small town girl in the great big apple, New York City. Never did i expect to meet him again, among all these new faces and new surroundings.
As the memories begin to flood to me when I saw his face among the crowd, little did I know that it was there and then that our lives will be connected once more.