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I sat on the bus looking out the window thinking of how bored I was. No friends on the bus with me, I was all alone. Didn't have anyone to talk to and no one to laugh with. In the middle of the school year or about that time.by Hihamburger 200 words, 2 comments, on Jun 5 10:01 PM. In First person, Life, Nonfiction, Other, Tragedy, Very short story
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"There's no beauty in bleeding lips," you'd whisper to me. Your teal eyes would dance with your words, lighting up from under your thick-rimmed glasses. You would push back my dirty blond hair, right behind my ear, murmuring hollow compliments, said withby ohemeegeeay 200 words, 26 comments, on Feb 1 2:39 PM 2007. In , Cutting, Gay, Love, Sadness, Very short story
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