We met when we were kids, I'm Grade 1. I was crying because my mom hit me because I broke the vase that my grandfather gave him before he died. On the swing, I was crying with a small hand that gave me a handkerchief. Kiaro is the boy I always fight with.You know they look like bullies at school. He has friends with bad habits. Traviz and Gabriel. And when he's not with them, he always comes to me to help me. But he always says that even if he helps me, we're still enemies.Until we grade five, the most painful part of my Elementary days. He left, the more painful there is, he won't come back, I don't know where he will go. But our promise to each other is still imprinted on me. "When we meet again give me a chance to love you"Todos los derechos reservados
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