My Crush
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Hello my name is baby girl people call me that I'm 11 years old I like this boy he looked at me and I smiled back. We talk every day I always look at him in class every day and in the hallways to and I'm like. A nerd because I'm smart one day it was after school and we hugged every day but now we don't.So I was sad but we still talked every day and today we hugged and I smiled at him.
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