From Our Readers: My Heartbreaking Journey

I got close to him in sophomore year, but we used to be classmates in first grade. So we actually both knew each other's names when we'd pass each other in the halls and corridors of our school but we just went about our way and ignored each other. Then summer came and little did I know that it would change my life.

We were schoolmates until we both transferred to different schools, but the irony is we got closer after that. He called me every night (or any time his classes ends), we hung out every week (sometimes several times a week), and some times he picked me up at school just to be make sure I wouldn't bail on him.

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