Amnesia Is Not A Bad Thing.

Amnesia Is Not A Bad Thing.

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"i'm not rejecting you, Minzi. i just don't want you... " that's rejecting me. "..right now." he said, emotions less. my heart was starting to break because of this, it felt like someone had it in their hand and squeezing it tightly, taking the life out me. "your just not my type.." he went on, i watch his every more. "from what i notice these past three years, your clumsy, have only two friends, your dull, short, plum, you wear big glasses all the time, and..." he point to me up and down with a disgust look on his face, "you dress like big mama. "
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"Why did you do it?" he asked. "What are you talking about" I replied nervously I knew what he was talking about. I just had hope that it would've been something else. "The lie" he replied calmly while me on the other hand was shaking. I was nervous, guilty and I felt like crying. "I umm don't know" I murmur I honestly didn't know I closed my eyes hoping, praying that when I opened them this will all be a nightmare...

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