Lost Pt1?

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Her Words Could Cut Through Steel, Her Thoughts Upon Others Were Pure Venom. At Least That's What Blue Felt. It Felt Suffocating, To Not Be Able To Speak Up. Her Eyes Of Gullible Disdain Were Always Fixated On Blue.

"Stand Straight"

"Do Better"

"Grow Up"

"Don't Be Foolish"

The List Could Go On & On, Each Time Causing A Bigger Shock Than The Last.

Each Time Blue Wondered, If It Was Really True?

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