Answer the phone "Harry, you're no good alone Why are you sittin' at home on the floor? What kind of pills are you on?" -Harry Styles, "As It Was"
im worried. ive been out of school for eighteen days. four hundred thirty-two hours. twenty-five thousand nine hundred twenty minutes. i keep thinking about how everyone is doing.
i read one of us is lying recently, and i was reminded of a few of my former classmates. nate's resemblance was not shocking to me. as ive said before, i miss them, all of them, down to the last strand of dna in each of them. i just finished all the bright places. finch reminded me, once again, of classmates, well a classmate. this was a resemblance larger than the one i saw in nate.
the book's ending made me contemplate their whereabouts, which led to the worrying. unfortunately, i had my phone taken from me back at the end of february, and ive yet to recive it back. this means i cant check up on the worrisome humans.
a little backstory for you, the class was big on dark humor. jokes were made about trauma and other things. some jokes were more serious than others and im worried about the serious kids.
anyways ive been rambling so im gonna stop it here. i just wish i could check up on them yknow
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