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| This is my friend Christy. Now, we met in 96 or 97, I can't remember which(all those drugs clouding my memory). I had never seen this gurlie before and I'm not the type of person to talk to people I don't know for no reason. Anyone who knows me will tell you how withdrawn I was in school. She stepped onto the bus and I asked her if she wanted to sit with me. I couldn't even believe I had spoken outloud. Let alone to another person. So, in the stars, or cosmic regins there is a reason I'm friends with her. And I believe that we will be friends until we die for the sole reason that I spoke to another human being outside my family without even realizing I was doing it.I came out of my shell to ask her to be my friend. I have pictures of us when I went to SC to visit her, but no scanner... so when I finally get ahold of one you'll see more. |
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