Why isnt that me

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From Simons room all I heard was moans and screams. It was a living hell. I stay silent wishing this was a dream, tears role quietly down my cheek and I muffle my tears with my pillow.

Why does this have to be happening?

Why does this hurt so much?

"Simon." Brittany loudly moans his name.

Why isn't that me?

I pick up my coat and decide to go for a little walk.

Authors note

More updates it's fine I have enough wrote in advance incase I can't after my mocks

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