I'm Better Than Him

I'm Better Than Him

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I feel so jealous watching them. I knew what was going to happen tomorrow. So why didn't I interrupt them? Why didn't I stop the hurt I saw in the very near future? Jealousy and guilt. Let me start my story from the beginning though. This is a trip of my life, I'll never be able to forget. I watched her the first day and the four other ones after that. It wasn't even a week with her, that's how long it took. She's shy and sensitive, jumping to be a part of others, yet reclusive, scared. At first I was just curious as were the others. We all watched her. All we knew was that she was an outsider. I mean we've all seen her at church, rarely. At least once for every summer or holiday.
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They were trouble. You could just tell by looking at them. They didn't talk to anybody, besides others in the group and people in our school spread stories about them all the time. They were intriguing and we all wanted to be apart of them. But of course, they weren't exactly open to letting others in. Overtime peoples wanting to be apart of them lessened or went away all together. But mine never did and I knew exactly why. It was her. The way she held herself and the mystery of what not only they held but what she held to. I figured it would just be an infatuation from afar. But oh how I was wrong.

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