The bride is my middle school friends. When I met her, we were just 12 years old. How fast is that? 13 years passed. She is married, the first one who got marry out of all my teenage-time-friends.
If I think about our old time, I really feel the time is flying. I use to hang out with her and make jokes on her which made she cry. Now, we are all different. My teenager time is like a far away dream.
She looks so pertty in that picture, she must be happy. Happy for her. Wish she could have a wonderful family.
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