"It started when my mum left us. I was only twelve..." Jack trailed off as he stared deep into the horizon. I could make out the tears pooling in his eyes so I said,
"Look, Jack. You know you don't have to tell me this if you don't want to."
His head turned swiftly to look at me. "No Jill. No, i want to. I've held it in for so long. I need to tell someone." He says and I nod in understanding.
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This has to be the most cliché part of every Wattpad book *inserts a dozen of laughing emojis