F O U R T E E N

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the next day, i woke up and walked down to school. i spotted tyler sitting on a bench drawing. as i walked up to him, he noticed my presence and gave a soft smile. without saying a word, i sat down next to him and looked over to his sketchbook. his small hands lightly placed pencil marks on the paper. "how are you?" i asked, trying to break the silence.

he placed his pencil down and turned to me, "i couldn't really sleep last night."

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