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This summer I met a girl at the mall named Brooklyn from Sioux Falls, she is about 5 foot and had gauges and a tongue piercing, brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. We both started talking while we both liked the same poster at spencers, a store at the mall and reluctantly she gave me her snapchat and we talked all day and all night.
When the fair came to town we both decided to go together. We were having, riding rides I’d usually would never go on but she insisted I get on the kamikaze with her. The kamikaze was a ride that spun you side to side and then would hang upside down for what felt like minutes, but it would only be at most 20 seconds, after we got off the ride, my head felt like it would fall off and so we decided to sit till I felt better.
“I’m hungry Dylan can we please get some corndogs?” she asked, giving me little puppy dog eyes. “Fine let’s go get some.” We got our corndogs and realized it was 9:30 and she needed to get home so we left and drove for about five minutes. We made it to her house and my nose was immediately assaulted by the smell of incense, it was unbearably hot even though I was wearing shorts and shirt.
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We decided to hang out in her room until my mom came to pick me up. We talked about music “I like Tech N9ne, The Weeknd and anything R&B or Rap.” I smiled “Oh My God I listen to both of them and have you heard Wicked Games by The Weeknd?” “No, here let me look it up.” We both just laid back and listened to the song and half heartily bobbed and swung our heads side to side. At about 1:30 we heard knocking on her door, I immediately told her to not to open it and pretend that no one was

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