The secret
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I'm a boy in high school. I am sick, but nobody knows it but me. Except my mom and sister. I love a girl. I have one friend. What happen when I tell her how I feel? What will happen when my best friend can tell something is wrong? What will happen when I finally have to tell her?
I'm the bad boy's best friend. What happens when he finds out my secret? He knows that I am scared of something, but what happens when the bad boy finds out what it is?
Will Wiley be able to tell her how he feels? What will happen to her? Will Wiley survive what is wrong with him? Will he be able to help his friend? Read to find out the answers.
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