Costco Horror Story

So this was about last month when it happened,  I am a 17 year old girl so us teenagers we do some reckless things, so back to the story.

Me and a few friends take a trip to a few of the big stores every weekend to mess around,  like home depot or target. This time it was Costco, but this costco was in the ‘bad side’ of our town, but we still decided to go because it was the only one around that was close enough.

As we go we notice that there are quite a lot of people since it’s the weekend so we were wondering if it would be a good idea to do what we usually do or wait till it’s close to closing time. After a few hours past, we decide to finally go in, let’s just say this is around the time the ‘stranger’ people are around, stealing things, getting arrested, starting fights, etc.

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My Last Girlfriend Died

When I was a freshmen in high school, I experienced something that will make my first high school year unforgettable. There was this football player named Nick and trust me when i say he was every girls dreamguy he was! He was 6’1, smart, strong, and really hot. And his eyes were blue, they were gorgoues.

A guy like that, you’d think he’d be really popular and in some way he was. He just hated the idea being around people, and unlike any other guy he never partied or did anything fun. It was school, and practice for him. The creepiness all started out when i was waiting for a guy friend to finish with his football practice. Two other girls were sitting there with me waiting for my friend scott. Nick and two other guys walked toward us, the guys he was with were holding back their laughs. “hi mary” nick said in a really creepy but deep voice. He was a senior and I was a freshmen so i was very confused how he knew my name. My 15 year old slef, was a very very rude person and as the rude person i was i ignored him. One of the guys spoke and said, “would you ladies like to go to prom with us?”

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Your Everyday Neighborhood Stalker

A bit ago, back when my family still lived in Norway. I had a friend named Hedvig. I’m still friends with her to this day, but we don’t talk as much due to long term. Like every 8 year old kid, we would meet at the neighborhood hotspot and play.

As time goes on, somebodies birthday is sure to come up. It was my birthday, my birthday is 11/27. But of course my party wouldn’t be on the 27th. I can’t remember if it was the 26th, or the 28th. But it was one of those two. My parents wanted to drive me and 3 of my friends to Sweden, where we would stay at a resort for a few days. I lived in the suburbs of Oslo by the way, that’s the capital of Norway. I invited a few of my friends and we went, nothing important to this story happened at the resort.

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