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"what am I going to do? They will start bullying me again if you aren't here to protect me." We were sat on the swings, Michael's hand in mine. "You know I have to go Cara. I'm sorry."

"I love you Cara"

"I love you too Michael"

That was the last time I saw my eleven year old best friend.

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