Chapter 3

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I stood up slowly reaching out my hand for him. He studied my gesture as if this was the first time someone extended kindness his way. He took it sheepishly and allowed me to assist him up. "Thank you." He said softly. "For the journal, everything." He kept his eyes down. "You're welcome. Don't worry I've been here for awhile and so far I haven't wanted to hurt myself." I whispered. "Hurt yourself? Like 'hurt hurt?' " I could tell he was trying to say kill myself. "No not like that. It's just I.. I uhmm.." A tear ran down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. "Oh uhm dinner is soon. Better be in your room or you'll miss out." I ran into my room quickly and slammed the door. I climbed into my bed sobbing into my pillow. I just couldn't believe this was happening. I've always been alone. My whole life. I had a reason to be here but why was he? I couldn't understand. From what I've heard he was perfect...

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