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Dear Reader,
What is a friend?
Do you know because I'm not sure anymore?
Every morning before school I walk through the halls looking for someone to talk to be to be honest when I find someone I feel unwanted. That doesn't feel like a friend to me. Sometimes I don't think I have any friends. Then when I look at the people at lunch that I sit with I think that maybe I do have friends. But the problem is none of them really know me and I don't really know them. How can they be a friend when I wouldn't trust them with things about my self? I don't know anymore.
Sincerely,
The Writer

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