The Tale of Tomorrow (Gary, AYAOTD)
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  • Reads 391
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  • Parts 33
  • Time 1h 7m
Ongoing, First published May 09, 2021
They say you'll never forget your first love. Maybe that's why I've kept this journal instead of burning it like all my other ones from when I was a teenager. It's battered and missing some pages throughout, but it holds the memories from my senior year of high school -- the memories from the moments that changed me forever. 

My whole life, I thought that each day had to be the same thing over and over, where I went to school, went to cheer practice, and did the exact day over, over, over. But I soon realized just how much my life could change in just an instant. And in those moments, when everything changes, that's when this life is worth living.

I guess this is my tale of love, life, and happiness. It's my turn to spill my deepest and darkest secrets in what used to captivate him -- and me. So, submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society, I call this story . . . the Tale of Tomorrow.
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