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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 13, 2015
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I'm sitting her trying to focus , I can't . Partly because I'm listening to music partly because I am going over my first year in high school and it's so intense ... a friend I had none for so long died and when I found out I laughed because I thought it was a joke .. But I soon found out it wasn't but I still did not cry for it seemed so unreal ,so fake to me , I didn't want to believe some one I new died and a horrible death at that . I don't think any one dose .
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I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to ask her if she was broken. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to know her name. My friend didn't dare say it for even the thought of her old life made her cry. I wanted her to know I was there, but sadly, that won't happen for a long time, or at least until she dies.

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