By The Sidelines

By The Sidelines

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It's hard to tell someone else's story without telling your own. That story was Alice Variet's and Daniel Preten's story. The story of the typical bad boy and good girl. The bad boy interested in the good girl and the bad boy eventually winning her. But this is not her story. Well it is. Because I'm telling her story. But I'm also telling mine. Being black, wearing glasses and having the image of a good girl means that being these two's best friends is no easy feat, especially when everything has changed when Alice came back. People change. Secrets are made. Memories are made. Bad and good. Memories are remembered. Good and bad. But someway I will find the courage to break my silence and to say my farewell. After all it is hard to tell someone else's story without telling your own. But who I am? Read and you will see. You will find me by the sidelines.
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