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"Jack, honey," his mom called in a concerned tone, "you gotta leave you're room and eat."

"Okay, Mom," he replied tiredly.

He had been laying in bed all day, not moving unless he had to use the restroom. Mark had been bombarding his phone with texts and calls, all of which he ignored. He decided it would be best to deal with his once favorite American on Monday at school.

I really don't wanna deal with the world today. I just wanna lay in bed and feel empty.

Standing up, he stretched and yawned.

Or maybe I don't wanna feel nothing at all.

Because I do feel something more than empty. . .

If we're being honest, I do miss him.

But how can you miss someone you don't love?

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