While I was sitting on the beach i saw my old friend Steve. He came up behind me and scared me. He said "Rusty James" in a funny voice. I had to do a double take because i didn't realize it was him. He was wondering what i was doing sitting on the beach, I told him i lived here and he told me he was on vacation. We stared talking and i found out he was going to college to be a high school teacher. He was in college and I was sitting on the beach doing nothing with my life. He sounded disappointed when i told him this, he asked me how long. I've been doing nothing with my life for 5 or 6 years now how pathetic. Steve still looks the from the last time i saw him except he has a moustache now, which is sort of funny. He is asking me questions, which is pretty normal when you don't see someone for a long time but i don't like answering them cause i can't remember. My memory is horrible so i made up some stuff. He was staring at the scar i had gotten in a knife fight a long time ago. I guess it brought back bad memories for him since he witnessed the fight. It's hard to believe but Steve has girlfriend, he never seemed like the type of kid to have a girlfriend he was always so shy and quiet. He wants to go to dinner sometime to talk about our childhood. I really do not want to go i don't even remember what happened. Just before he was about to tell me who I reminded him of i stopped him. I knew exactly who he was talking about and i didn't want to think of that the pain just hurts so much.
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