And I just stand there. My hand twitched into a fist for a moment, but other than that, I just stand there. After her first question, I felt cold; the kind of cold that cannot be felt from ice or element. Her words washed over me and froze my soul. Only for a moment did I falter before I put on the mask that I had grown so accustomed to wearing. Smiling I said, 1
“Sure, we’ll be friends,” knowing perfectly well that it could never be the same. For me at least. 2
One last hug and she walked away, but not before asking,3
“Are you sure you’re ok?”4
“Yea, I’m fine.” I assured her with a smile that felt foreign to me now. It didn’t belong with me anymore.5
So she walked away, and I looked after her, wondering what was going through her head at that moment. Sorrow? Relief? I had no way of knowing. She seemed to be fine with what just happened. If that is true, then I wish to die where I am. As she started to turn back my way, I thrust my hands in my pockets and turn away to keep her from seeing my tears well up. I struggle to keep from looking at the ground; to admit my grief. I walk away.6
I feign sleep in class, my head in my arms. I hate it when people ask questions. They say “oh I’m sorry” or “you’ll find someone else.” Why should they be sorry? What if I don’t want someone else? They pretend to be sympathetic and maybe they are, but do they truly care? It doesn’t affect their day-to-day lives so within the next hour they’ve already forgotten. My tears are soaked by my sweater sleeves as I blast my iPod’s music, blocking out the world and their prying eyes. 7
And this day seemed so promising.8
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Sorrow? Relief? I had no way of knowing. She seemed to be fine with what just happened.
They say “oh I’m sorry” or “you’ll find someone else.” Why should they be sorry? What if I don’t want someone else?
This is awesome
You write amazing stories
I'm sure I wouldn't be able to keep your attention in a story ..
But this is excellent
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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It takes awhile to get over something like this, especially if the two of you were close to start with. After some time is give, even if that is months of a year you'll see that maybe it was for the better. When you're caught up in someone they seem so much better then they actually are and you miss a lot of their faults that you normally are against. Sorry, when i comment on things i tend to speak from personal experience and this might not be the case with you
. The write was very well written, i enjoyed, i'm going to read the other ones now.
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I read part 4 first and was intrigued, so here i am reading the first 3!
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Strangely, all the "normal" stories i write are all...well...sad and depressing, and i have yet to make a purely innocent happy one.
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haha. Thank you. There will be more.
This really happened to me but I'm trying to find a way to make it have a happy ending. 
All my poetry is so sad so I figured that this story should be different.
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Aw, tell us what happens!!!
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yay
i want more........much more
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