Everything was as usual.
They still laughed at me.
But today, there was someone who wasn't.
It wasn't a familiar face.
And he was alive too.
This was a change.
He approached me.
"I am new to the class, will you help me to catch up to everyone?"
Why me?
Why not anyone else?
They will laugh at you too.
They will think you are crazy, just like me.
And I know that you are aware of this.
Then why?
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfictionscar /skɑː/ noun A lasting effect of grief, fear or other emotion is left on a person's character by an unpleasant experience. Cover edit by: Me//cyanxiety Highest Ranking: #10 in TaeBin #20 in specialabilities
