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"Don't ignore me, Dawn." He said through gritted teeth, grabbing my wrist in his hand. "You promised me to do it!"   "You shouldn't have gotten involved with me, Harry." I mumbled, trying to get out of his grip. He stubbornly continued to hold onto me, not letting me go away again.    "I know that I shouldn't have, you've said that way too many times, but I'm going to do it anyway."    "Please listen at me for once!" I exclaimed, frowning deep, and feeling how my eyes started to water. "Don't, I don't want you to get involved more than you are already! I was fine alone, you know."  "No, Dawn. That's the thing, you weren't."  Dawn has always been used to her lifestyle; Waking up, eventually get insulted, going to school, going home, get insulted, and then sneak out to go to the gym. And that's how her life have been these last three years, and it finally makes her getting used to it all. With just a few friends in her life, one as close to her as a brother, she's trying to not drop her facade and fail her act. She've built up this brick-wall around her, and is determined to not let anyone besides her friends ever know about the wall, and why it's so necessary for her to have that wall around her.  But when that facade falls down, who will be there to collect her again, help her to build herself up again? Who will be her savior?      ***
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