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It all started in middle school, I met my best friend. He made the world better and I didn't feel so alone. We were a lot alike and he made me smile again. He was my rock and all I knew was that I loved him even before I could properly process the feelings that began. I knew the minor bump in the rode would stop us but I knew with that bump I couldn't tell him until it left. Here's the story of my best friend and I

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