Memories
Quote of the day- "I aint in the clan but I bought my hood with me..."- Kanye West
It was a random day my 9th grade year. However I remember it like it was yesterday. It was just like the Justin Timberlake song, Nothing Else. I was literally walking aimlessly and in my peripheral I saw her and blake conversing with Dwaine McCrea. Our eyes met and sparks flew, however our youngness and immaturity kept us from meeting that day. Her image stayed with me forever. I asked around and I got her name. I told myself, I would have her. I finally worked up the courage to introduce myself, and once I told her who I was, she shyly said, "I know who you are" I remember you use to be obsessed with Alex Smith and you would go on and on about him. I would sit and listen and only wish she would feel that way about me. I recall standing outside watching him play lax just to be near her. Our relationship grew strong. I told her stuff that I never told anyone. I confided in her. We really related, regardless of how bad my day was, I could always dial her number and hear her voice and smile. We took grief from everyone about our relationship. Our parents, kids at school and even our friends. Truthfully I had intense feelings for her, regardless of what everyone said. No matter what I did or tried to show, no one saw it. It was a modern day Othello tale. However our happiness was quickly stripped away. It was hard for me. It hurt me to not beable to talk to her in school, on the phone or even through AOL Instant Messenger. It took me a while to get over her. The more and more I saw her made it harder for me; so I changed my paths around the school so I wouldn't run into her. However, everywhere I went I saw her face in my mind. To this day we haven't sat down and had a conversation and I wish we could. I'd like to talk to you sometime just to see how you are doing and what you had been up to? You were an excellent friend and I miss that. It's funny how 3-4years can go by and the slightest image can bring everything back and you reminisce. I hope all is well and one day we can communicate again. I also hope that you catch wind of this and read it. Until then, see you around Sarah E. Potter
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It was a random day my 9th grade year. However I remember it like it was yesterday. It was just like the Justin Timberlake song, Nothing Else. I was literally walking aimlessly and in my peripheral I saw her and blake conversing with Dwaine McCrea. Our eyes met and sparks flew, however our youngness and immaturity kept us from meeting that day. Her image stayed with me forever. I asked around and I got her name. I told myself, I would have her. I finally worked up the courage to introduce myself, and once I told her who I was, she shyly said, "I know who you are" I remember you use to be obsessed with Alex Smith and you would go on and on about him. I would sit and listen and only wish she would feel that way about me. I recall standing outside watching him play lax just to be near her. Our relationship grew strong. I told her stuff that I never told anyone. I confided in her. We really related, regardless of how bad my day was, I could always dial her number and hear her voice and smile. We took grief from everyone about our relationship. Our parents, kids at school and even our friends. Truthfully I had intense feelings for her, regardless of what everyone said. No matter what I did or tried to show, no one saw it. It was a modern day Othello tale. However our happiness was quickly stripped away. It was hard for me. It hurt me to not beable to talk to her in school, on the phone or even through AOL Instant Messenger. It took me a while to get over her. The more and more I saw her made it harder for me; so I changed my paths around the school so I wouldn't run into her. However, everywhere I went I saw her face in my mind. To this day we haven't sat down and had a conversation and I wish we could. I'd like to talk to you sometime just to see how you are doing and what you had been up to? You were an excellent friend and I miss that. It's funny how 3-4years can go by and the slightest image can bring everything back and you reminisce. I hope all is well and one day we can communicate again. I also hope that you catch wind of this and read it. Until then, see you around Sarah E. Potter
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