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An Age Difference

An Age Difference

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I met him at an anime convention, believe or not. My friend, at the time, was going around hugging all the guys who were shirtless, and him being shirtless is how we met. He was pretty much in love with my friend... Let's just call her Meg. And let's call him Daniel. Daniel was all over her. Hugging, kissing, dancing, doing pretty much everything with her. After the convention, they started talking, and Meg has depression. She cut a lot and complained and always seemed to be upset by something. Even though she was my best friend at the time and I was willing to help her, I was never able to tell her how I really felt about the situations she was in. Well, just because I couldn't text anyone else other than Meg and my boyfriend then, who I hated with a passion, I asked for his number. We started talking as friends but I ended up liking him. He seemed different than the others and loved to help people with their problems. I could see why Meg liked him.
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Daniel seemed perfect to Anya. Once he'd gone so had all of the pain he caused. Everything he did was shoved into the closet in the back of Anya's mind for her to forget, but without forgiving. It seemed that everywhere Anya went, she saw Daniel. Ever since the break-up she'd become introverted and wanted nothing but her home, art group, and him (of course). And so her life had become simple. Talking to her best friend, sleeping, art, and thinking about him. For nine whole months, she had been almost subconsciously waiting for him to turn up at the door so she could jump into his arms and kiss him. Her quiet days became almost filled with imagined conversations between them, and all the bad about him seemed to have faded away. Because in her mind, he was perfect.

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