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Sometimes you have a memory that is just there, in the corner of your mind...niggling to get out.... Memories are what life is made of, and the only thing that lives on after we are gone.

A=Alex C=Choco C: Hi, it's me Choco. I've decided to write a blog about our life and stuff. BTW Choco and Alex aren't our real names. A= I've created this blog with the halp of my bff C. This tells you *almost* everything about our daily lives - the good, the bad, and the just plain hilarious.

This story is not yet finished things will be added and changed! Do you know what it's like to feel happiness, to be warm and content, just from the look in her soft brown eyes I'd do. Her eyes are my happy place, her smile is my oasis, her presences is simply my blessing.

There was something wrong with her. I couldn't quite tell yet, but you could see it in her eyes. The pain, the truth behind the smile, it all came out in her eyes. I wish I know what to do.