November 22 2017,
I brought paint for a project, and one of my classmates used it for fun.
He joined in, and splashed paint on our classmate's shirt. Needless to say, they almost started a fight.
He said sorry afterwards, but our classmate ignored him.
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Strangers
ChickLitIf only I could forget what we used to have, then everything would just be better. All these horrible thoughts would go away; regret and sorrow would fade. But until my memories blank out, we'll stay strangers.
