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My Buddy

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Who am I ? 

People call me a rebel. 

They look at me like I'm some monster. 

No one came up to me until... 

She came... The new girl. 

She had cuts and bruises on her body.

Once and a while she looked decent. 

But.. She looked like me but in girl ver. 

She would talk to me now and then. 

But usally she would stop for a couple of days. 

Then she would talk. 

We were always the one who came to class late. 

Or we would have cuts or bruises when we came to school. 

She seemed to get me more than anybody. 

We wouldn't be too close. 

We wouldn't sit in lunch together. 

She would sit alone. 

I would sit with my lads.

I would loose my temper. 

She would cool me down. 

I would sit alone. 

She would sit next to me. 

The class would stay away. 

She would stay close. 

I don't know why. 

When I told her to leave me alone. 

She followed. 

The New Girl 

She was different from others. 

Way different.All Rights Reserved

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