No one can be just like me anyway
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He sat anxiously in the "waiting room" while the clock was ticking. They said that the person who won was called in.
He couldn't decide if he should be happy to be there, or just live with it.
What if he won
What if he lost?
People where talking around him, and some where just silent, he was one of them. He could either go home sad, or go home happy.
But why did he even say yes?
Why haven't he called Jonah yet and told him about it all, maybe Jonah would be with him and tell him that it all would be okay.
But Jonah weren't there, he weren't there to comfort him or even hug him when he needed it the most. It was his own fault that he weren't there.
Why where he even nervous?
He where not going to win no matter what, he just weren't good as the other and his drawing where the same as a trash can.
He thought about all these things until the door opened and silent fell in the room.
Now it came
"All of the amazing people that came here to draw today, I want you to know that this where not easy"
The tall man started out.
His heart was beating fast
"But there were two people that impressed us the most" he continued as you could almost hear the excitement in the room.
"But we did had to make the decision, so the winner is" the lady stared out and it where dead silent again.
He was waiting for a last name to come up, since they only said the last name (live with it) and he had the little hope that maybe his last name was called.
"Frantzich"
It wasn't him
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