Traces of you

Traces of you

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WpMetadataReadAbgeschlossene Geschichte Mi., Aug. 26, 202617Std 37Min
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Erste Liebe
Highschool
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Amanda and Neto Third story in the 'best friends' series. Amanda has always felt like the floater friend in her five girl friendship group. While she loved them dearly, she always felt alone. Until Neto, who made her last days of high school literally dream on earth. But now it's been several years after highschool and everyone seemed to have moved on. But she, still stuck on the past, doesn't know how to move past the whispers and echoes of that first love.
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For seventeen years, I was trapped in a boring life, the people I made contact with everyday are my parent, Julia and no one else, my aunt drops by occasionally. I want more than that boring life, I want to stop being home school, I want to know how life is by not living under the watchful eyes of my parent and I got it when I spent my last year in high school at Blake high school. It was crazy, I experienced a lot, I met the mighty P-12, Every happy Linda, Annoying Amy, mysterious Isabella, Joel and his bully crew, playful Zion, boyish and troublesome Mitchello, cunny Irantiola, sweethearted Bee and my heartrob leandro. I learnt something which I still held with me till today, the people you least expected to hurt you will hurt you most, you can never tell someone can hurt you until the person hurt you. I am glad I left home, I made some mistakes and I learnt my lesson, never judge someone you just met because you can never tell their story, how life has dealt with them, what makes them what they are presently, I have a lot to talk about in my story.

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