My story isn’t a normal LDR. It’s not a fairytail either. But a fairytail is where it all started. I met him in Disney World. Yupp. Disney World. My name’s Andrea(AND-REEE-UHHH—-lol pet peeve!!) His name is Stephen. To explain the title-he’s 16 I’m 12-He lives in Mississippi, I live in Florida-It took him 10 hours to drive-I get to see him in 123 days<3. We were walking by and he was with his friend and I was with mine. He looked at me and asked if we spoke Spanish(there were a lot of people there who spoke a different language. lol). I said no and me and my friend Nicole talked to them for a little while. We went on a ride, and didn’t think they would wait for us…but they did. (SCARY!) And we ended up spending the rest of that week together. About a month later he added me on facebook. We talked occasionally. Then about 8 months later(January 28th) my friend (not the one that was with me at Disney) was over and she asked me who the guy was that I hung out with at Disney. I told her and she went on his facebook page. She saw a status that said someone gimme a call? And she freaked and said BROOO YOU SHOULLD CALLL HIM!!!!! So, instead of calling him I texted him. He said I can’t text but you can calll me if you wanna? So I called him. We talked for almost 4 hours. And my mom had just had surgery so I had to go help her. Stupidly I left the phone with my friend. Wellll! It turns out while I was gone she asked him if he liked me. He said possibbleeeeeeeee! Then I came backk. And we kept talking, then when he had to hang up it was like midnight (11 where he is.) About 20 minutes later I got a text that said-Do you remember the time in front of the Splash Mountain gift shop? Well your right, your a super duper sweet girl. Is it wierd I’ve fallen for a younger out of state girl?NBD<3-later in this conversation he proceeded to tell me that he was in love with me. Now we’re going to Disney again in 123 days. I might only get to see him for 3 days. And I might not be old enough to know what “love is” according to some people. But age is just a number. So is distance, hours, and days. -1 week, 3 days and counting. —Please don’t judge me, this is my story. I’m just sharing it<3