Body - Michael Clifford [discontinued{
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"Please do this, for me." Whispered the red-haired boy while holding my hand. I looked away not wanting to be in this hospital room anymore.
"I don't know if I can, Mikey." I whispered back. "I-it's not that simple." Michael looked down at our entwined hands.
"Please, try." The sadness in his voice was clear. Why does he care so much about me? I'm not special. I'm a waste of space.
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*WARNING*
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