This story I'll be able to tell you all with the help of my friend narrator( hi everyone I'm narrator I tell or annoy her while telling somethings she can't express or hides).
This story begins from when I was in junior high ( narrator: not junior high it's primary school don't get confused) it's sounds professional or good nevermind.
I was known to be a trouble maker but it was the opposite some kids would bully me and make me the villain because I used to complain alot about them and stuff( narrator: well she was the victim but they made the teacher believe she was the problem in class) ehh thanks for highlighting that.
After that my class got changed into another one where I first saw him.( Narrator: love at first sight ahh what a wonderful thing but didn't go well she Chickend out) 🤨 I didn't, anyway so yea I did have a crush on him well everyone does at their youth.
We got to know each other in a bit of interaction between us through others, well I wasn't the pretty person back in those days.( Narrator: that's true she looked like a monkey 🐵 ( jk). Did you just call me a monkey 😒.
Moving on found out he was that popular guy in school or among many girls and he dated many of them as well. I was just a bystander.( Narrator: she used to have a dream about him every single day, she even kept a diary writing about the dream).
Few years went by I still had a crush on him it was in a sixth grade where we were considered as seniors. We used to play with other friends till one evening it was raining and he was running late to catch a bus and I was standing there waiting for my cab. He went past me in a rush but turned around a said I need to tell you something but I couldn't get to find out what he wanted to tell me.( Narrator: he left her in daze , leaving her figuring out on what he wanted to tell her).
Later on I found out that he was going aboard with his parents and will continue to study there.
He did leave a heartbroken girls behind that were obviously talking about him on how he left and stuff and here I was still trying to wonder on if that what he wanted to tell me. I wanted to confess to him but it was stupid of me to actually do that so I didn't I don't know if I concealing the feeling inside and not letting out was a best friends idea or telling him would lead to a biggest mistake a fool would make.(narrator: I think not letting him know was best way so that he doesn't get crockery or be so full of himself knowing that even a girl like you could like a guy like that). Days went then weeks and years no clue about him or where he is. ( Narrator: God knows on what occasion she actually dreamt about him and it wasn't a happy dream but a sad heart broken one) you know what I was getting there I was about to tell and you had to bug in.
Moving on so yeah after soo many years I had to dream about him and what I saw I was crying full of tears and he was standing in front of me and I was tearing the photos and throwing it onto his face that is when I woke up so that was it. ( narrator: well that was intense no so here we are end of the story for today thanks for reading it and if possible trying to put yourself in her shoes and feel how she felt.) Who hired you to be a narrator I need a refund on this guy ( narrator: look's like you can't get rid of me I rent free in here)
The end.
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