Charlie and I met at school. We met in 6th grade, in our English class, this was when Charlie was actually engaged in his education. We talked to each other every single day. As I stayed in the front row seat Charlie, however, wanted to join the fantasizers at the back. Although Charlie started making some new friends , we still talked to each other after school. We shared the craziest stories and the funniest jokes to each other. Charlie wasn't the typical guy you would find, he wasn't interested in girls or himself instead, he was interested in taking care of his family.
As we were walking home together, Charlie invited me over to his place. The last time I remember visiting his home was just over a year ago in 8th grade.
We arrived
As we were walking home together, Charlie invited me over to his place. The last time I remember visiting his home was just over a year ago in 8th grade.
We arrived