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We reach the school at the same time. As we walk through the laugher filled corridors, I can see him peeking glances at through from the corner of his eyes.
I do not look at him.
He pauses for a moment as I hurriedly enter my classroom. I can feel his eyes on my back.
A second later, he turns around to leave.
It breaks my heart.
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Blue
NovellerHer solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be...