Blame

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by nanapanow

by nanapanow

Suddenly Strawberry Yogurt, standing out from the crowd, points to the direction of Fruit Salad, "ITS YOU ISNT IT".
Fruit Salad, petrified, stuttered "S-s-s-s-strawberry Yogurt- w-w-what do you m-mean?!". The crowd only stared at them, the blame seen in the cold eyes of all the foods around. Overwhelmed, Fruit Salad could only run, from afar she could even hear strawberry yogurts further insults thrown in a daze and accusations that were more than true but she could never admit.
Next thing she knew, she was on the edge of the roof. Promising herself lies and false hopes as she wrings herself to stand up. With sirens in the background, she began:

"T-this is my fight song,
Take back my life song,
Prove I'm alright song"

Through her snivels and small cries, she could hear someone's soft footsteps behind her.

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