The qustion set up

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Everyone was laughing at us. We were fighting. I was walking away and I stopped. My fists were so tight. I wouldn't release them. For Mircly asked "do you have a crush on me?" Then He asked it again.

  My fists got so tight and I became so mad I put my black hoodie over my head. My pencil in my hand turned into an invisible axe. Only to become un invisible when it was in the victim.

I finally released my fists and turned around. It was time to stop running. I thought maybe it wasn't going to turn out like last time. Hopefully he'll love me like I love him and he won't let me go...

 Hopefully he'll love me like I love him and he won't let me go

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