Gone Again
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Yellow. My name is Alex. This is my story on how I lost and found my best friend.
It was 10th grade. I was finally starting to not think about him anymore, but of course life had to do this and make it hard by making me run into him. Who knew after all these years of not talking he would remember me?
Warning: First story will most likely suck. This is about a new group called the Reckless Apes on Youtube, specifically Daniel Caicedo.
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