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It's finally 6th grade. I have a feeling this year is going to be great. New friend, new year why shouldn't it be right? I think I should tell my story about my self to Lukas just so he knows me more and who knows maybe he will tell me his story.
Well I walked in to school with my head held high with my best friend at my side. "Who's class are you in?" I asked Lukas.
" I'm in the same class you are in."
"How do you know what class I'm in?" I smiled at him.
"I looked at your paper." Lukas smiled at me.
We walked to class, while laughing. We had our assigned seats right next to each other how great is that. We sat down and put our stuff away.
Lunch time came around it was nachos my favorite but I won't eat it. We stood in line together at the end of the lie. We sat at the last table like usual.
"Hey do you want your nachos?"
      "No you can have them."
"Why don't you want them? I'm getting worried."
"Can I tell you the whole story when I come over to your house after school?"
"Fine but you better."
Hanna's thoughts
         "It's so hard to tell someone your broken, that you have problems.  Your always afraid that their going to leave or look at you different. But you also want someone there someone to talk to to be a friend to listen to understand but the thing is nobody is going to understand what your going through but you."
       

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 18, 2016 ⏰

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