4. Michael

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I can't believe it with Clair! I've been her best friend since we were four, and now she turns her back on me by not telling me what's going on? If she can't trust me, than who can she trust? Only Josephine, who has to be kept awake from one till four every night to put up with Clair, as well as offer her advice that she doesn't take! What a smart move Clair! Yeah, I know I'm talking behind my friend's back, but these things need to be discussed! Clair probably thinks she can sort her own issues alone, but I tell you, not even the smartest person in the world can do so! I think her mind set is just full of superiority and her being up herself, but not a boastful person and well as humble at the same time. She doesn't boast about her outstanding marks at school, like, when she got one hundred percent in an end of year exam for maths last year, she didn't boast about it. In fact, the whole class was boasting for her! The entire grade new her achievements soon enough! And now, she thinks she can sort out herself. The matter or fact is that you need to see yourself from a different point of view, in my opinion! I open Twitter and tweet my best mate Jonathan about Clair's situation. I don't think he's awake, but I think he could easily read the message tomorrow. I am so tired, but I can't get to sleep because I keep having a million and one thoughts about Clair and whether she will make it through tomorrow. It's good that Josephine told us about the situation and now the news is spreading like wildfire and soon everyone will know about the situation. I hope that everyone starts helping her and protecting her, because tomorrow could be her last, judging by the messages she keeps getting. However, I don't want everyone to know because the whole thing could get a whole lot worse. I really hope Joanne doesn't tell Emily Wilson, because I believe that Emily makes things a whole lot worse. Excuse my French, but she just keeps gossiping about people like a typical princess b#$%^face, and it just gets really annoying after a while. I have never liked her personality and attitude, even though we are distant friends. I look around my bedroom in the creepy but beautiful darkness. I listen to the cicadas buzzing away outside and the rustle of leaves as the wind blows through them. I close my eyes as I listen to this beautiful music. Wow! What a world and what a gift we have been given by God!

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