That Fake Friend
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Last published Thu, Dec 30, 2021
This is based on a true story. My name is Anthony and I'll just call her Sara. This will tell you the story between Sara and I. she was a great friend in highschool, Or so I thought. When I finally reunited with her, I was excited. What I didn't know was her true colors. I thought I knew who she was but I was majorly wrong. I didn't know her anymore then I knew the president. But I learned that very quick.
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