I'm Sorry

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I sat at the computer. What should I do? I usually know... I didn't touch the mouse, instead I just thought about Caroline. I haven't really been thinking of her feelings at all. Only me. I bet she feels bad for not being with me, because that's what I'm demanding. I understand that she likes to hang out with other people. We do text each other, and it's completely normal. I really just need to learn to not want her so bad. (Ok, that sounds weird. Don't take it the wrong way...) We also have played Minecraft with each other while FaceTiming. It's still completely normal. She has really wanted to do that with me, and I do too, but I've just been really busy and I hate it. Of all times, why do I have to be busy then? That always happens. I'm not busy when I have nothing to do or no one wants to do something with me. But then when someone does want to do something with me, BAM I'm so busy... ugh...

I shook the mouse around and clicked on the "YouTube" button. Then I typed in "Fairy Tail Fiesta" and clicked on the first video. Then I sat back and listened to the Japanese music play. I've really been obsessed with anime lately, but I don't think it's very good... I've really just shut myself in with anime. Sometimes I convince myself that I'm a seventeen year old highschooler named Hazuki Kaminari. And my best friends are Ryou and Kyou Fujibayashi, Nagisa Furukawa, Tomoyo Sakagami, Fuko Ibuki, and Kotomi Ichinose. And my boyfriend is Tomoya Okazaki, and his best friend is Youhei Sunohara and his sister is Mei Sunohara and... ugh, she that? I've done it. I've trapped myself in this anime world. It's all I ever want to talk about with Alex, and Ally (Alex A.) has no idea what we talk about, and always feels left out. I hate doing that to her. But, when I'm with Alex, I don't know what else to talk about because my brain has been contaminated with anime. 

I stopped my thoughts of anime as I got a text. "Caroline Bowers" it said. I was about to reply, but then I heard, "Gabby, come out and help out with dinner!"

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