The Unexpected
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Last published Mon, Jan 27, 2014
How do you talk to a boy? I have never ever talked to a guy my names Charlie and I'm home schooled. My dad passed away when I was 5, and I'm an only child. My mum wanted to have another child but the doctors told her shortly after I was born that she couldn't have any more. So I have never ever talked to a male not to mention a guy around my age but that all changed when out new next door neighbour moves in!!!
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