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Hahahahahaha...........Really?
Before going to the University, I studied in college for a year. It is not that I had failed, I had no other option and my father did not want me to stay idle. I studied law, but I learnt more about life than class.
I had two friends, ladies to be exact. Both of them were beautiful, but I liked one more than  the other. She was short, light skinned and very pretty. The other was chocolate skinned, tall and a model. I had been friends with the despite the fact that we were different in every aspect of life.
I was timid, shy and loved keeping to myself. They were loud (in a good way), outgoing and always ready with juicy stories about what they did the previous night.
The lady I am talking about started talking to me at the second week of school. I was shocked that she approached me. I started asking myself if it was real and occasionally pinched myself to make sure I was not dreaming. She asked me to walk with them as they went home. She also encouraged me to sit and read with them during class. She is the one who taught me how to hug.
She tried to encourage me to join them during their nights of fun, but I adamantly refused. I do not drink, so I would be a killjoy if they took me out.

One day, while hugging her, she kissed me on the neck. I was shocked. I looked at her. However, I did not question her and I have never seen her since.

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