Joshua

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"Hey Amber, come see this!"
"What?"
"Just come!"
I sprint across the field and find Joshua holding a beautiful monarch butterfly. It's orange wings dotted with white fill my heart with freedom, an artificial feeling of course, it was just a butterfly. What's the point? Those words ring in my head, a sense of panic comes. Not today. The bell rings and I jog to the school.
"Amber you okay?", Joshua asks.
"What do you think? Of course I'm not Joshua, we've been friends long enough you should know that by now."
"I'm here for you Amber."
"Of course you are."

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