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Bullies
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WpMetadataReadComplete Sat, Apr 25, 2015<5 mins
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Bullys are people who are jealous.They think they can waltz around hurting people,well they cant.You only get hurt if u let them hurt you.How about you prove them wrong?Show them you dont care what they say.Because in the end your perfect just the way you are and you shouldnt care what any body else thinks.Why be the same when you were born to be different?Who cares if your gay or you like something unusual something nobody else likes.Those little qualities give you your identity.You should always do you coz thats the best thing to do?In my opinion were all beautiful when we are ourselfs.Why should we have to care what anybody else thinks?heres some advice bullies are like a rash if you icth at it(let it get inside your head)it will stay longer,if you leave it alone (ignore them)itll go away.
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Twisted

"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt; THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

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