Maybe I'll cry myself to sleep tonight. Nothing different. Except that I have no friends. No boyfriend, no best friend, no life.
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Maya won't talk to me anymore. Its been a month since that day. It started as every other day she would eat lunch/talk to me. Then it became only hi in the hall. Now nothing. She won't even glance my way. I'm dead to them. No one seams to really give two shits about me, so why should i give two shits about them?
The dead are more alive then the living; haunting people and crap like that. I can see it across my ex-friends faces that i am their ghost. I'm a shell of myself and honestly i would love to be me again. i would love to actually be a ghost. so whats stopping me?
a/n I'm sorry! i know i haven't updated this story in a month and the update you get is shitty. I was just at a concert and am not in the mood to write a full chapter. PLEASE GO CHECK OUT my rant book because there is a update schedule. not sure if i will stick to it.
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FanfictionRiley Mathews lived a privileged life. She had a great boyfriend, great friends, weird family, and she was happy. But could all of that change in a blink of a eye??? FAN FICTION. I DO NOT OWN GIRL MEETS WORLD.
