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Name, Pen Name, or Nickname:
abubakar ambi
About Me:
caring and luving
I Live In (town/city):
kaduna nig
My Age:
25-34
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Male
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west life
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you
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short stories, true confessions, advice on love/sex
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Single
Interested In Dating:
Yes
Something Unique About Me:
honest
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To Meet Someone, To Learn About Love, Relationship Advice, Love Stories
Romantic Thrills:
romance
Romantic Chills:
any romance
Something I've never told anyone before:
scrate
If I want to learn one thing from this website it is this:
love
I promise to upload my user picture!
Yes
I have a website, and the address is:
http://b w 10 matazu rd kaduna

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At 2:58pm on January 8, 2014, abubakar isah ambi said…
Ethernal Regret
Tenth grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "Best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair and wished she was mine. However, she didn't look at me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and I handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.

Eleventh grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to go over because she didn't want to be alone. And so I did. As I sat down next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After two hours, one Drew Barrymore movie and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.

Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going for the prom. I didn't have a date and in seventh grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". And so we did. On prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal blue eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.

Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "You're my best friend, thanks." and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do." and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine but she didn’t see me like that and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "You came!". She said "Thanks." and kissed me on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her but I'm just too shy and I don't know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read - I stare at him wishing he is mine but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love him but I'm just too shy and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! I wish I did too... I thought to myself and I cried. I Love You If you like someone, tell them. Don't wait until it’s too late as it may lead to a life of eternal regret .
At 11:43am on September 10, 2012, hauwa abdulkadir marafa said…
Hi,my luv is me hauwa
 
 
 

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