He sat with me at lunch today. I felt a weird feeling inside me, a foreign urge that made me want to push him away, but I pushed it away and greeted him with a smile. I guess it paid off.
He is more excited today, his eyes gleaming brightly. He talked about how much he missed me during the weekends. How he wished I was by his side as he went from party to party. I guess being popular brings you that.
I don't like parties. But if I told him that, would he like it? Would he cast me off and throw me away if I don't agree with what he says. The thought of losing him hurts me, and I don't know why.
He promised to take me to a party. I have a bad feeling about this.
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Short Story{Highest Rank: #891 in Poetry and #75 in Suicidal} "Why weren't you there when I needed you?" My happiness, my heart is all hanging on a thread. The depression is crushing me. It is suffocating me. I don't want to die yet. "Because we aren't meant t...
