My first love was a girl named Chelsea. I met her when I was sixteen working at McDonalds, she was really friendly, and she started hanging out with my friends and I, I remember one time she got sick for a couple weeks and we'd always visit her at her house, something we wouldn't usually do for any of our other friends but because she was someone that EVERYONE liked we did. Then when she was better she came over to Tasha's house(where we always used to hang out) and gave everyone a hug and told us all how much she missed us, but she gave me an extra long hug and told she missed me most. Not too long after that we started going out for about six monthes and then broke up but we still were friends, now recently she moved in with me as a roomate and that works pretty well.
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