I met the girl, I knew the girl before everything happend . Before society corrupted her, Before she realised all the sniggers and jokes about her. About her: weight, height (she was tiny), ginger frizzy hair, spots, clothes, HER. The girl, lets call her midget. Midget didn't know me, but I knew her. when ever I saw her I always felt sorry for her, she was so oblivious and naive to the situation, but what could I do, if I told her it would crush her, but if I didn't , and she and I became friends, and she found out I knew and didn't tell her she would hate me. Midget was always on my mind, I was always trying to look out for her, I wish she knew how much I cared for her but, I think it is better this way...
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These Nights
ContoThese nights is a story about an unpopular teenage girl who feels isolated in life, she is riddled with panic attacks and anxiety, bad things keep happening to her family. She doesn't have many friends, but the few she does have make fun of every si...
