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MEMORIES of Charlie

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It’s basically memories

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2014(2)3 years ago
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Chapter 1 - 2014(1)

At the age of 11 I started a new school. New friends, new stress, new teachers and new personalities. In my old school before I graduated, there was this girl. We were together for 15 minutes man. It was so sad but I'm glad it ended. The things that led up to that relationship was just amazing and pure. It was old school. No technology was involved at all. We would write letters,tell our friends and shit like that you know. I'm 19 now and I still think that was the most amazing short relationship I ever was in and I've been in a lottttt of relationships. Okay so back at me in this new school. I was in form 1, as I said earlier, a bunch of new people around me and I didn't know anyone. Walking in the school for the first time, I see 2 dudes running and waving at me.

A curly head dude and a tall dude.

"Who the fuck are those assholes," I thought. I couldn't tell them that because it was rude and I wanted people to like me. <— (Remember that)

"Charlie Charlie, your class here" the tall dude shouted. He was shouting a lot . Like what the hell man I was right there.Oh yeah my name is Charlie Reynalds. That's the only name I might drop in here. I might just use nicknames. If I drop other names then yeah don't worry.

I went to my class and let's just say the first person I looked at was someone who I knew I was going to marry. I legit fell in love with this girl. I didn't know anything about her but I loved her. Right there. She was so beautiful that I forgot to breathe. I couldn't talk because I was hearing wedding bells in my head . In my head it had a whole ceremony. With a fucking priest and everything. Even curly head and tall dude was there. I didn't even know their names as well. ANYWAYS, I went to the back of the class trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I put my bag down and settled in my desk.

I should have mentioned before that I am one ugly motherfucker so yeah. Also this story doesn't have a main plot or anything, I'm just telling you guys my experiences. I'll try to give exact dates and shit but it's from my head so it might not be a lot. It might just be another short book.

Okay so fast forward to our first break, this girl, we'll call her donkey maid, urm she resembled a certain individual we'll call her k1. I started to call donkey maid well donkey maid because that was her nickname you know. Also for some reason I never had romantic feelings towards her but sexual feelings? Yeah I had a shitload of that for her. Right so remember that beautiful girl, We'll call her S1. We actually didn't talk to each other until the second week.