my own love story

my own love story

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"Dear Diary, Why does every love story start the same way? They all go the same and have the same plot. First they start on a "normal" day, then all of a sudden, something dramatic happens. For example: When the "Good Girl" bumps into the "Bad Boy" or, vise-versa. It's easy to write I guess. But when it happens, you know when a love story is about to begin. I just hope that when my love story comes around it doesn't sound so cliche." And that's when I bump into a brick wall or so I thought, instead it was James Albert the "bad boy" of my school. Great. Just great. I, Kathleen Larson, just started my own love story the way I didn't expect it to.
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