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6 Years **[Coming Soon]**
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Last published Tue, Jul 24, 2018
It has been 6 years since I saw him. Before he went on X-Factor, before he was put in the band. Hell I've never even met his damn band members. I miss him. The last time I saw him he was 13, I was 11. His family came down to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas with us.
**Flash Back Begins**
"Reesie Boo, I haven't seen you in forever," he screamed in my ear, hugging me.
"You saw me yesterday," I replied.
"Yeah, but it seemed like forever," he said.
**Flash Back Over**
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