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He.. hung.. up.. on.. me.. he.. was.. lying.. joking.. I thought slicing my wrist between every word. Why would he do that? Because I'm stupid, I need to stop this, really though, because it's dumb, it's been 2 hours, he hasn't said anything after that, well not that I know of, my phone was off. I looked around as I heard a noise, it was my kitties coming in. I noticed they were acting different, the two were biting at my feet, the other one was just staring at my phone, as if they heard something that I couldn't. I shrugged it off and kicked the cats from biting my feet. Then the house phone began to ring. I picked it up, "hello?" I say "Hello? Are you okay?" I was confused "who is this?" I ask. "...the one from school...I hung up on you and I am so sorry!" oh, great. "I didn't know what else to do and I freaked out and hung up, then I was ready to talk and I called back but it went to voicemail, so I thought you were just avoiding my calls so I texted you like a thousand times, and I'm so sorry." I open my mouth to say something and "k." is all I manage to breath out, my arm starts burning.

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