When I was young, I always picked flowers, especially Santa Ana. One by one, I plucked its petals as I uttered the phrase “He loves me, he loves me not.”
The first time I did that with my cousins, I was stocked with “he loves me not” so I was very sad because it’s true that my crush doesn’t like me. And I never do that again. And now I don’t focus too much on that love and relationship. I paid more attention to my studies especially since I received a scholarship from the Governor of our area. It’s embarrassing that I wasted this opportunity.
And another, I am now having hard times with my classmate. Yes! I have a classmate who is about to fail in our subjects because he put basketball first, he made me his tutor. I can’t reject his parents because his parents are friends of my parents too. And now I don’t know if he loves me or not.
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