Date Written: 08th June, 2016. 12:07am
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When I was 11, a boy threw a crumpled paper on me with a note saying, “I love you.” I found it really rude so I threw it back at him on my way home (he was in front of my cousin’s house with my cousin at our compound). The next day, the boy gave me a letter, a proper love letter asking if he could court me. I wrote back, saying that we’re too young for that. When he wrote to me again, he said it was okay, and was asking for a photo of me instead. I never wrote back Continue reading
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