Dear High School, You Suck
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  • Reads 2,331
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published Jul 15, 2015
Mature
"Strangers can become bestfriends just as easy as bestfriends can become strangers."

Allison Bosch was the kind of girl you saw at Walgreens and smiled at you then left. Leaving you wondering if she was the love of your life. Alisson was not only beautiful but she was the most headstrong and clever human being I had ever met. Yes I was her friend.

Just her friend...
                                                ---

I don't blame myself or anyone else for how my world came crashing down for something so simple.

A mistake.

Here's a story.
My story
Your story.
Our story.

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