the heat rushing towards my cheeks as i entered the warm school.
it felt dark and gloomy.
i could see all the sad looks i was receiving. throwing me the pity stare. i bet half of them didn't even know her name. i felt the whole world stare at me, and gabby. but gabby by my side sure felt limp and like the world was against her, but she didn't care. she let them stare. there was nothing for her to do. her best friend died. and my true friend did too. and i may have liked to take thing further.
but it's too late.
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Masked Up
Short Storyfeelings are natural, masking it up is man made. [~short story, no caps intentionally~]