Happy Faces, Sad Hearts

Happy Faces, Sad Hearts

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My eyes looked blankly at the girl who was at the front of the classroom. I didn't really give a shit I guess you could say. The funny things is everyone in here has a smile plastered on their face like paper mache. My eyes flick to the right to see my best friend Delilah sitting next to me and she has a bored expression on her face. Same as me. I guess we're just people who just don't give a shit. We're people with faces that look happy, but have sad hearts.
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My life has always been dull, lifeless.....dead. For the many years, my parents stayed out late for work and work up early for work. It was only, only work. One day, in one of my classes, a girl with auburn hair comes up to me, her intentions seemingly innocent. I've always detested the fact she was always on my back and the fact that she got under my skin so easily. Could it be because I've been yearning for a friend's presence? But then, why did I feel heartbreak and regret in the end? Why did she have to do that to me? Was it to torture me further? I would not know but this is my life, my story, my diary.

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