The Girl in the back of the Class
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2014
There's always one. There's always that girl. You know her. She sits in the far back row, most likely in the corner. She has no friends. Shes always reading. Her nose is always stuck in a book. You know shes there, you just don't notice her. Its like shes invisible. Sometimes you dare to wonder about her. You look at her pale skin, her big glasses. Her scrawny figure or stringy brown hair. And you look away. Because you know that no one talks to that girl, that girl is a no body. Well, she actually is a somebody. You just don't dare to notice who is really there. Look with your soul, not your eyes. And I know for a fact that she is a somebody. Because.. shes me.
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