There was a boy who was in my class, he had feather brown hair, and light blue sky eyes. He never smiled and he just sat there in his chair, one hand on his other arm. He wore long sleeves all the time, I always wondered why? I was secretly begging him to smile and show me what he was. He never looked at me, he never noticed my observation of him. He would never pay attention is class or at lunch. He would stare at his food and drink a diet soda. I made me sad to wonder about his life. I thought of the worst, although I never wanted it to compare to mine. I never saw him after school or before. He kinda just showed up, he never hung out with anybody, only himself. I did that same but could he ever be just like me? As for I, the boy with the green eyes. My curly hair was annoying and I didn't like myself very much. I rarely ate because my appetite just wasn't there. My wrist where messy and cut up, stained with blood. I would stare in the mirror sometimes just to criticize myself. If I wasn't thinking about the freathey haired blue eyed boy.
There was a boy... /// l.s.
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