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by weirdgirl_16

by weirdgirl_16

written on the school's bathroom wall; to be read and laughed at amongst all the other nonsense scribbled upon the plaster

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h u m m m

skip

g i g g l e

I smile and tilt my head up towards the seemingly ever-luminescent star blazing in the sky.

It is like I am a different person.

And, honestly, I do not mind the transition.

My friends all warn me once again that I should not let him change me, that I should be wary of what he does, that maybe what he says doesn't mean what I think but it all just seems so obvious; now I feel that I must have been oblivious. For nowadays, I am all giggles and smiles and love songs and dances.

"I love how happy you are," she says, her smile slowly drooping, "but I don't want you to lose yourself."

How can I, my dear friend, when he has helped me in finding myself, more than anyone else has and will ever do?

I snap out of my reverie and into a daydream as my friends all start nudging me and saying that he is coming up to me, from down the hall. I feel a tap on my shoulder and spin around as collectedly as I can to look up at him. My face stills at his expression.

"I'm so sorry, 'kay? I didn't mean to, honestly it just slipped out... I-I told one of my friends about your depression a-and the councillor sessions and he told everyone- I didn't know, I swear!"

My heart plummets and the butterflies that encompass my stomach during his visits vanish.

Black spots dot my vision and I fall-