My Only Friend...

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After the day I had I needed as much comfort as I could get. It had been miserable. I was made fun of, pushed down and teased until all I wanted to do was fly away from that prison school. I wanted to tear out of that classroom and break the bonds that held me there. How was I supposed to enjoy learning if the people who I was learning with were slowly breaking my spirit and killing my soul. Miles was my only comfort when it got bad. He was my only friend.

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