I'm home alone again. My parents are gone. My brothers with his friends. I have no friends. I sit alone. I walk to school everyday. I was walking down the sidewalk at school when I bumped into someone.
"Sorry." I pick up my books when this person helped me. This is weird.
"Sorry again I didn't see you. Please don't hurt me." I cringe, waiting for the punch. It never came.
"Why would I punch you?" I looked up. It was a boy. I was shocked that he didn't hurt me. I'm a nerd. Never loved. Never happy. Always bullied. I was always hurt.
"Hi." He said. He wasn't hurting me. This isn't right.
"Sorry I'll leave now."
"Wait!" He yelled at me, but the bell rang and I ran home.
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Can I leave
Non-FictionShe was alone. He has friends. She was depressed. He was happy. Will she become happy? Or will she stay sad forever?
