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One week into school, and already I feel left out. Every time I try and talk with her, she turns away. Something is wrong, I just can't tell what. Time goes on. She starts to talk to me. Then, she tells me everything. Anorexic for 4 months, heart rate really low, 50 is lethal, hers 42. I almost passed out from fear. Every time she left, I was scared she wasn't coming back. Every day she gets a pulse check. The day before the big trip, she gets hospitalized for the night. She came in for the trip, though. The next day, everyone was half asleep. We went through our normal routine, me walking her from math to my locker, then we'd part and meet at lunch. Except, she wasn't at lunch. I thought that she must have something to make up. At the end of lunch, though, I got the shock of my life. She came out. So, I gave her a hug. Then, she started crying. Our stupid lunch teacher went to touch her arm, but she screamed "No!" I wrapped her in my arms, and she told me the nurse called the ambulence , and they were taking her away because her pulse was really low. I hated the nurse at that moment. Everyone came up to me to ask what was wrong with her. I couldn't tell them. They wouldn't understand. I couldn't even tell my boyfriend, which made me feel terrible. I got one girl to stick up for me in math to get this kid off my back for gum. I wanted to punch something or someone really hard to get all my anger out, then sit and cry. But I couldn't do it. I tried to have fun in my last period class, but I missed her too much. Every time I heard a siren, I wanted to cry and scream, "Why?", but instinct made me keep it in. I burst into tears when I got home cuz I was afraid I was gonna lose her. I can't lose more people I'm close to. If I do, I'll fall into pieces.