All The Things I Don't Do

All The Things I Don't Do

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She knew herself the best out of anyone. Of course, cause who else knew her favorite food, or color? Who else knew how she talked and what she talked about? Just her. The few friends she had, quite embarrassingly didn't know stuff like this. But she was planning on keeping it this way. For others to really know you, you had to let them in. And that scared her. People have always had betrayal and judgement in them. There was always that chance that they'd meet her- then leave her soon after. Another reason why she'd never been in a relationship before. These were things she just didn't do. And the three new kids in town during summer vacation? She couldn't- wouldn't- just start changing how things were done with her.
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Ever since I was a kid, I knew I was different. Other children didn't like hanging out with me. I was silently bullied, and even the teachers seemed to hate me. And honestly? I was ugly. I really was... different. The way I talked, the way I walked-people even said my walk was horrifying (don't ask). The way I did things, the things I found interesting... they all set me apart. Then I entered high school. Suddenly, I became popular. I was beautiful, with a figure people envied. I had tons of friends-three-quarters of whom I still don't know by name. I had the perfect best friend. Teachers adored me. I was even the school's valedictorian. Sure, people still called me weird, but I ruled. Until everything came crashing down... all in one day. --- The day I didn't talk to my best friend. Just one day. Only, I didn't know we wouldn't speak again for days, then months... then years.

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