Is She Me?
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I shouldn't like her, but I did. No, you will not destroy everything because of some stupid girl. People talk. People judge. They won't love you anymore. I cried harder, because that voice was right. I don't like her. I reached up to pull the blanket over my mirror again. I don't like her and I no longer like the person in the mirror.
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Why don't you get it? I can never be good for you! I am worthless" I said trying to hold in my tears. There was no way he was going to see me cry. "They are beautiful to me. I don't see a single reason why you should hate them" he said moving his wheel chair closer to where I stood. "This" he said bringing my hand where I had some faint scars and kissing them. "Would always be a story to me of how you survived." He looked at me. There were no lies in them, just his pure truth. "I love you Aren" he said. For the first time since anyone said that to me, I believed it.

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