October 9, 2008
By Anonymous

I like this boy named Justin. One day when he was walking me home from school I wanted to kiss him but couldnt get the courage to do it. I called my friend Katherene and she said we would talk the next moring. That next day I saw Katherene she told me to talk tohim in homeroom but I just couldnt. After school was over we walked to my  home and I hugged him and started to cry. He asked me why I was crying. I didnt say anything. Justin kissed me and left. I knew that, that was the happist day of my life.

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