posted on May, 30 2014 @ 08:01 PM
When I was a teen, there was this guy that I hated instantly upon seeing, and he also hated me on the spot. We didn't speak a word. Our looks were
enough for all to understand our mutual hate of each other.
Then, a year later, there was this friend, we had gone out dancing that night, he tells me his great friend was in the place and he wanted me to meet
him. He had been telling me about this guy for a year.
So I agree and he goes to get his friend, and he comes back with my nemesis...
Both our faces dropped down. We growlingly shook hands and began talking.
Well, what do you know! That guy was actually great, and we had a trainload of fun the following years. We became friends the moment we started
talking together. We couldn't believe it and laughed so much about it.
So yeah, hate from a stranger happened to me, and it had a happy ending. I hope for you that it turns kind of that way.