Chapter 5- The Fifth Cut

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~*~ I will make you proud one day... I promise. ~*~

The trees flew by as I tapped my foot to the music. The teenagers around me, laughing and teasing each-other. I hate taking the school bus, my parents couldn't drive me today so I was left on the corner in the pouring rain.

Letting my eyes wonder, they landed on a boy two seats ahead of me. The kids around me were laughing and pointing as he grabbed at his wrist to pull his sleeve down. My heart squeezed at the sight as tears made their way down his face.

He must draw too...

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