When I was six years old, we lived nearby my cousin Apple. She would go to our house after school, and we would play. When I’d see her being dropped off at our house, I’d be very happy, and I’d be like “Yey! Yey! Apple! Apple!” When the day ends, we’d be pulling each other’s hair, and I would vow to never speak to her again.
The next day, I’d be jumping up and down saying, “Yey! Yey! Apple! Apple!” And the cycle of violence continued.
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- Ja’s Weird Childhood Games (Part 2)
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