Logic ^^
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The seventh grade was going good so far. The first day I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. Her name was Norma Jean. I felt like asking her out, but I found out that she already had a boyfriend. I was a little furious, but I still like her. About two months into the school year, my friend Collin dropped a bomb. Collin and I were walking down the hall one day and he said two words that ruined everything for me.
"I'm moving."
I remember being mad. We had gone to the same school forever, and he's moving now. The first day without him was hard, but I survived. I started to become depressed. I tried to kill myself over five times, but then the jocks started talking to me. They made me happy when I was sad. The best part is, the one I was closest with was dating the girl I really liked, Norma Jean. Later into the year, I realized he treated her like shit and used her.
Eventually, I mustered the courage to talk to Norma Jean.
We started talking and I found out she kind of liked me. The depression still lingers, but she makes me the happiest guy in the world.
