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I wish I would have known. It was two years ago. My best friend and I were as close as ever, and everything seemed perfect. We would hang out at least every other day and sleepovers were a common occurance. Some days she would seem a little down, but she acted like it was nothing. Her boyfriend was the picture of a perfect boyfriend. He was nice, very polite, attractive, and a gentleman. I got along with him fairly well and my friend was happy with that. One fateful night I decided to go over to her house and surprise her. The sight I saw completely shattered my image of her so called "perfect" boyfriend. There were things thrown on the ground, broken glass everywhere, and the pained screams of my dear best friend. I could vaguely hear thumps and skin hitting skin over the heartbreaking pleas for help. I stood in her doorway for a good ten minutes, too shocked to move, before something big hit the floor and footsteps pounded down the stairs.

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Well, this is the first one. Yeah, I know it's sad, but most of them are. It's just what comes out. :/ comment, like, and vote, please~ Love you all~

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