Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

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It's not about the celebrities that inspire her. It's not about the music that calms her. It's not about the lyrics that move her. It's about the person she learns to be. She realized she never needed anyone else's help. She adores those celebrities that inspire her and she falls in love with the music and lyrics that move her, but they don't get the credit this time. The only person who had the power to save her was herself.
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I used to be popular, but we all know that. They started bullying Kayla, but I refused. It didn't look like it bothered her, but I saw it in her eyes. It hurt her more than anyone will ever know. No one else noticed, but I did. I saw her clothes start to get baggier as she started to lose weight. I remember her coming back one summer and looking like a twig. There was absolutely nothing to her. I refused to be a part of what they were doing to her, and they hated me for it. They insult me and bully me claiming that I'm her 'best friend' and I'm just like her. They push me off the bus and push me in the hallways. One day they pushed me into my locker and I had to be taken to the hospital for stitches. Just recently, I was walking up to my house and they ran in front of me and pushed me down the stairs. That's how I broke my leg. If they were ask me, I would proudly say that I stuck up for Kayla. More people should have.

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