It was a typical summer's call when I started to witness the urgency of Red to tell the best stories that he had written in pieces of paper.
"I'd love to share my greatest possessions." — Red said.
He writes fantasies, stories of death, blindness, heroism, and love. He once said that he would one day give the collection to the person who would have the patience to count the stones that reside on the 31st Street of Newkate Hills.
Because there is the place where he got blind while counting the stones at the said street for her mom's new pot.
"Those round, spherical stones told me to close my eyes."
He was my only friend when I entered highschool for the proud record. He was the kind of guy you would want to have lunchtime with, because he shares too much of his experiences on senior high.
"It was almost a great catch when I asked Sarah, the Miss Popular, out for prom two weeks before the main event, for earlybird advantages." said Red.
Red was the first one to ask Sarah Collins
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