I was back at the cliff. Isn't this familiar, I thought. But last time didn't count. I'm doing it this time. I was ready to jump off, when a voice called out to me. "I know, it's great isn't it?" I whipped my head around. That girl was staring at the sunset, smiling. Cleary here for a different reason than me. "Uh, yeah, sure." I shrugged. "Nice to see you again!" She exclaimed. "What's your name?" I blurted out. Wow Sarah, REAL subtle. She smiled, unfazed. "My name is Frisk. What's yours?" "Sarah." "Well Sarah, I hope we can be friends!" Friends? I just learned your name! What is your deal? "I don't know how to be a...friend." I said, like friendship was a myth.
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Frisk was thinking. I stared at her, wondering what was going on. Did I make her upset? Is she going to cry? Or will she be angry? My arm was suddenly grabbed by a smiling Frisk. "I'll teach you!" She bounced, pulling me along with her. "AHH!" I screamed, not prepared to be dragged away. "Frisk, where are we going?!"
"To see my friends! You'll all be friends for sure! I can't wait for you to meet them!" Suddenly Frisk stopped. "When you meet my friends, please promise not to freak out, okay?" She looked up at me with sad pleading eyes. I faked a smile. "Okay!" What are her friends like? What have I gotten myself into?
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I Can't Go On...Or Can I?
RandomFourteen year old Sarah has been bullied her whole life. She wants to end it all. But then she meets THEM. Will she be able to hold on?