short story

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tmmBack in 1998/1999, I was in the 5th grade. I was in a new country and I had to make new friends all over again. I was 8/9-years old; I didn’t know that the naïve idea of “friend” I had was nothing but a fantasy.
I digress.

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  1. I know what that’s like.

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