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The Boy You Knew IS Gone
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    Parts 16
  • WpHistory
    Time 48m
Ongoing, First published Feb 29, 2016
An orphanage.... that's where you met him.He was two years older than you. You were Nine and no one wanted the either of you. More like no one wanted him. The rebellious little boy who wanted an eye brow piercing, wanted to die his hair and his dream was to become an international rock-star. But that was when you were nine. Your now 16 living life like a princess. Some one took you in when you turned 11. He gave you a pizza necklace for you to remember him. Everyday you thought about Michael and everyday you were that necklace. What happened to him? Did some one take him in or was he thrown on the streets while you have a good life. You have a big house, rich parents, expensive clothes, popularity and everything else a girl could imagine so why were you still caught up on Michael Clifford?
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