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October 12th, 1980 is a night I’ll never forget. 20 years ago, and it’s still the only thing I can’t get off my mind. I’ll try and tell you all the details, and why I regret it so much.October 12th, 1980, I was only 16, young, dumb, and didn’t fully understand things yet. Ashton was about to pick me up to go to our school’s prom. I didn’t want to go, but then Ashton asked me out and I couldn’t say no. We had been friends since kindergarten, when five-year-old Ashton came up to my table and played blocks with me.When we got into high school, ...
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