Cliques {M.c.}

Cliques {M.c.}

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"Wait? What's happening here?" Haley asked, looking between Jana and Michael. "I was about to ask the same thing. What's going on?" Jana said in angry confusion. Both girls were looking at Michael. He stood there not knowing what to do. He looked around. And ran out on stage. -------------- Copyright 2014
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Every night its the same; I wake up sweating, spinning, and unable to remember why. No matter how hard I try, I can't remember anything. I feel only one thing and that's hurt and confusion. I try so hard to remember; anything is better than feeling like this everyday with no memory as to how or why. All I can remember is that there was a boy named Michael, and that I loved him.

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