I Fell In Love With Her, And She Doesn't Even Know Me.

You must have thought I was a boy, didn't you? No, I'm a girl. And I'm in love with a girl who doesn't know who I am. Be prepared to die laughing as you read, because as you read you will think I am funny and stupid. It all started in the beginning of 8th grade. I am basically the invisible in my class. It was the same this year. At first I noticed this girl I like. I will name her Chiara. She is the most beautiful girl in the class. All the boys are talking about her. How they want her and how they will fuck her. Chiara is different. She may have the character of a whore and go after boys, but she is smart. When talking to her friend, she said things like how she wanted to wait for the right one and do it. At first I didn't care about her. Just added it to Facebook and Instagram. She is active on Instagram. She likes to be asked questions. She was a lot of fun on social media. He was uploading funny things or, as everyone calls them, mimes. One day I was bored and decided to take a look at her Instagram. She has unique photos. She thinks she's only beautiful in photos, but she's not. She is unique. I don't know why it's thought ugly. Or maybe it's because there are a few pimples. Chiara and a pimple to have ground to complain about. I found it annoying. It was the same league on Instagram. One day she posted a sad quote of her story on Instagram. Her boyfriend had dumped her. They were together for 2 years. At school he forgot at all that he was at school. Once there was a panic attack. He saw her ex with a new one. I don't know why, but when this happened, I kept thinking about it. From there, I decided to create a fake Instagram account to write to her. I wanted to calm her down. I didn't know why. I created this profile and followed it. In order not to look suspicious, I followed some celebrities. I wrote her how sorry I was for what had happened and that even if I didn't know her, I knew how bad it was, because I had experienced it too. Kiara wrote me that everything was fine and that she no longer cared. Then she followed me on this Instagram. I didn't know why, but my heart started beating fast and I felt something in my stomach. I didn't write much to her about this fake. I was just reacting to her stories. We didn't open a whole chat. At school, she doesn't even know my name because I'm so invisible ... On my birthday, I was taking class. When I got to Chiara, she wished me to be happy, to have money, to be healthy and to find love. And he also asked me for my name and I was going to explode. It's only been 6 months since school and she taught me the weird complicated name. A few days later, I inadvertently crashed into her and she, as angry as she was, told me to be careful where I went, because if she was not in the mood, she could ruin me in an instant. He also called me a careless bum. Then I felt sick. Unfortunately I had 3 more hours. These 3 hours I thought about her words. I felt sick, I almost cried, but I smiled. That fake smile. When the hours were over, I went home and threw myself on the bed. I started roaring. Why did I care? Then I opened a fake on Instagram and decided to post something too. I posted a sad quote about the betrayal. She wrote to me. My heart started beating fast again.

I told her I had nothing. Kiara asks me if I'm sure about this and I said yes. After 10 minutes she saw my message and wrote me that if I was not comfortable talking about it she would not force me because she knew how stupid it was. I saw her message. I wanted to keep writing to each other, but there was nothing to do. Since then, I have often started following what he posts on social media. I'm glad to see she uploaded something. I must be the first to see her stories on Instagram. One day I decided to write to her, but before I sent my message I thought she might find me boring, so I deleted the message. At school, I kept my eyes on her. She is a uniquely funny person. He's always joking about something. One time Chiara accidentally crashed into me. I wasn't guilty, but I apologized to her. She told me everything was fine and left. After that day when she crashed into me, I realized that I was obsessed with her. That night I dreamed we were boyfriends and we kissed. We talked about how much we loved each other and then our daughter came and started calling me by my name. I woke up and saw my mom waking me up for school because I hadn't heard the alarm. After that dream, I saw Kiara in a different way. As I stared at her, I imagined our future. A few weeks ago, as we were finishing, I thought I would get it out of my head. Yes, but temporarily. A few days ago, I walked into my fake and saw that she had posted something about her deceased friend.

I knew this boy but I didn't know he died 10 months ago. I wrote her how sorry I was for what had happened. Then she wrote, "I'm sorry you have to see such sad stories. It's just that this person means a lot to me and I don't think I'm the only one who has forgotten him. He will always be in my heart." After these things that I read, I realized that she also experienced serious things and I realized how strong she is. When they broke up with their boyfriend, I thought she was a filmmaker, but it is very far from there. She answered me again. We opened a short conversation, but I, the fool, fell asleep with the phone in my hand. The next day I couldn't find her Instagram account. I think she blocked me. But for what? I roared for a week about what had happened. I am sensitive. Even if they tell me "you are very beautiful", if they tell me the wrong way, I feel sad. Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara.

I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. We opened a short conversation, but I, the fool, fell asleep with the phone in my hand. The next day I couldn't find her Instagram account. I think she blocked me. But for what? I roared for a week about what had happened. I am sensitive. Even if they tell me "you are very beautiful", if they tell me the wrong way, I feel sad. Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. We opened a short conversation, but I, the fool, fell asleep with the phone in my hand. The next day I couldn't find her Instagram account. I think she blocked me. But for what? I roared for a week about what had happened. I am sensitive. Even if they tell me "you are very beautiful", if they tell me the wrong way, I feel sad. Yesterday I realized that I was doing something similar when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her.

When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. The next day I couldn't find her Instagram account. I think she blocked me. But for what? I roared for a week about what had happened. I am sensitive. Even if they tell me "you are very beautiful", if they tell me the wrong way, I feel sad. Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. The next day I couldn't find her Instagram account. I think she blocked me. But for what? I roared for a week about what had happened. I am sensitive. Even if they tell me "you are very beautiful", if they tell me the wrong way, I feel sad. Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. to tell me if they tell me the wrong way I get sad.

Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. to tell me if they tell me the wrong way I get sad. Yesterday I realized that I did it in a similar way when I liked a boy, but I deleted the profile after 1 week because I stopped liking them. I don't know if I will forget Chiara. I want to dislike her. When he sees me, he greets me, but says that he always forgets my name. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her.

I want to stop thinking about her 24/7. I don't know whether to delete this fake or keep it. If she doesn't come back this time, I'll delete my account because I did it just because of her. I want to stop thinking about her 24/7.