There was a boy that had a long sleeve shirt on, it was black, and very long. He sat down next to me, glancing at my nervously. I wondered why? Why was he glancing at nothing but ugliness? Why did he leave the lunch room yesterday for no reason? Was my voice that bad? I cried, I left school, and went home and cried. I cried till I couldn't cry anymore. I was to weak to feel anything or to cry at the least. I screamed and kicked my walls. I was alone the entire night. And when I woke up, the feeling wasn't gone. And it's still not. When reality hit me, there where tears in my eyes and a paper on my desk.
To the boy who I want to apologise to,
I'm sorry for running off
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There was a boy... /// l.s.
FanfictionThere was a boy, his name was Harry. He sat in his room all summer crying and thinking, he lost interest in everything and never was social. He thought of why nobody liked him. He would get so sad he'd hold a bottle of pills in his had all the time...
