Her
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In my English class, we were instructed to write an essay on our hero. It could be anyone, fictional or real. I choose my best friend who happened to have died in June of 2015. We did everything together so when I learned of her passing I cried for 6 days straight. All of the ambulances, fire trucks and police cars went past my house and I had no idea they were going to her house. I still cringe and tear up a little when I hear one go past my house. Anyway this is the essay I wrote, I hope you enjoy, **POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING**
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I'm different, I can read and see what people think. Every moment of everyday... it's not normal. I've been this way for too long. Ever since I saw my best friends dad die in front of my own two, once blue eyes. My now gold orbs, seeing the world for what it actually is. Unfortunately, I think that this story will be discontinued. Thank you to everyone who has read it, this just isn't what I'm interested in writing anymore. It's been too long since I've written. 9/6/17 to 3/30/19

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