When I Was in Six Grade in Elementary, I Had a Classmate, His Name is Dennis Boleza. We were Close Friends. He Was Interested in My Stories. Until He Requested to Me That I write My Stories so That He would not Forget it. Everytime that I Go to School in Morning, I Gave My Stories to Him which is written in Long Paper. He would read it and then He Will tell it to Me about the story. Before We Went Home, I will let Him Choose what kind of stories I will make, will it Be Horror, Action, Comedy,or Drama. If He is able to choose one. I would write it, When I arrived home.
We were like that everyday, I gave to Him My Story and he will read it. Until We Finished The School Year and graduated in Elementary. He Showed to me His Compilation of More than 100 Stories which I made for Him. I Was Very flattered, Because He cared for My stories which I wrote for one year as Classmates. He Gave importance to My Work.
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