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on the way to the towns library we didn't talk. not a word. it was this typical awkward silence. it's something I can understand, I mean it's not everyday you find out about another persons suicide plans.

15 minutes later we were sat at small table in the library. still awkward silence between us. I went to speak:

-"so..."

-"why do you care about me? you don't even know me, so why would you care if I killed myself?" she asked.

-"I, I don't know. I want to know you, and I want to help you"

-"why?"

after this I was just quiet. I didn't actually know why. isn't it normal to want to help someone out, especially around something like this.

-"what's your favorite food?" I asked out of nowhere.

-"what?" she said back with confusion in her eyes.

-"what's your favorite food? I'm trying to get to know you here, and maybe after that we could be friends"

-"it's pizza, what's yours?"

-"yeah pizza is pretty good, but then you haven't tried my moms lasagna" I said and she started giggling.

-"that's your favorite? your moms home made lasagna?" she said between her giggles.

I nodded with a smile and I somehow just knew that this girl wasn't as crazy as I would think she would be.

//a:n// hiii!! yes I've been gone for a while but I was at this camp for 2 weeks. anyways I'm back and I hoped you enjoyed this chapter :)//

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