He doesn't come to school for the whole week. I think about asking his friend a dozen times, but he seems too busy, or I am too shy to initiate conversations.
I am starting to wonder if he is okay.
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Blue
Short StoryHer 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...