CHAPTER FIVE

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The next day you weren't on the bus. Your seat was taken by some freshmen couple.

You weren't at lunch. Your table was taken by some other kids.

I did not see you at all. Its like you became a ghost.

And it made me sad. To a point that I wanted to cry, but didn't.

I missed your blue eyes.

And your long pastel hair.

And the way you were.

And I wonder

Where you were.

Where you gone because you were sick.

Or, where you gone, because you just didn't want to see me.

I started crying when I thought that, no one saw.

OHHHH SNAP, I'm writing a new book, its "everything will be ok" its a poetry and song lyrics book you should read it like OOOOHHH SNAP. k bie.

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