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"Can I ask you something" I decided to say.
"I don't care" he hissed.
"Why do you hate me so much."
"Don't worry about it Smalls, go to bed it's getting late."
I laid down still wanting a response but knowing i wouldn't get one.
•based on the sandlot•
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