Dear Anna,
It’s the first day I started school again after that happened. People hadn’t seen me in a while. But a few of them came up to me and asked me the same questions over and over again.
Oliver: You okay, bro?
Matt: Sorry ‘bout what happened, Connor.
Jake: Great to have you back. Don’t feel so down about it.
Colin: Are you okay?
Zachary: I’m sorry about what happened. You okay?
I wanted to scream at them and tell them I’m not okay. But instead, I just walked away without saying a single word. I couldn’t pay attention at all in classes because even the teachers would ask if I was okay and everyone kept giving me weird looks.
The only person I want to talk about how I feel is you.
Connor.
YOU ARE READING
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Teen Fiction"Is this how you plan to get out of the labyrinth of suffering?" "It's a metaphor of life, Anna." Copyright © 2014 by Brooklyn Anne. All Rights Reserved. Dedicated to those who have lost someone they truly loved.
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