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Tyler watched josh as he ran out the door, his eyes glued to his hair until it disappeared around a corner. Strangely no tears escaped his eyes. His mind was as numb as his body. He was strangely calm. He grabbed his backpack off the floor by the bed, and pulled out his note book and a pen. He'd write to josh, he thought. Josh deserved to know why, josh needed to know that he couldn't have done anything.

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