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Fred died less than sixteen hours after he attended our concert, after which he had repeatedly told us how well we'd done.
Fred died less than sixteen hours after he attended our concert, after which he had repeatedly told us how well we'd done.
I didn't wimp out on a pact that Matt and I made to jump off a bridge the night before our high school graduation, and I survived a 35 foot jump into three feet of water with no scratches and one seriously sore coccyx.
life was so much simpler when i could go peeling through the neighborhood on my bmx bike, topless, with all the boys and not feel an ounce of embarassment, then puberty came and messed everything up.