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Personal Narrative: Why It's Needed
I know you didn't like my post but it's needed. Do you remember when we first met and started talking? I do and I remember it like it was just yesterday. I saw that Gir outfit of yours and I just knew you were probably the coolest guy out there; well, I was right. We talked for awhile and got to know each other.. Just about 2 and a half years later you were standing right in front of me. I couldn't believe it was true! It all felt like a fairytale but no, it was real alright! Do you know the first moment I knew that I had to make you mine? It was that clear star-filled sky in June where we were sitting there just talking about everything and I became so comfortable with you. I sit here and play that night over and over again in my head all
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