The Tale of Tiny Tom
By TommyEcko. [google-translator] I first saw her in 12th grade. I was 18, new to town, and didn’t know anyone. It was the first day of school, and I needed to catch my bus for the first time. My parents told me which intersection and gave me a bus number. When I got there, there was a group of teens, so I joined them. After a while, the second group of teens formed across the street. Great, I thought. It’s
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