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I hate you.

And I love you.

I hate you for being the one I love.

For hurting me.

I love you for being the person you are.

I hate myself for that.


Jack felt more and more bad. Sure he doesnt know who the person is writing this letters but he surely felt bad. He doesnt want to hurt anyone. No matter who it was. The letters now started to appear in his window instead of his locker. But he never catched the person.

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