*Kindergarten*
I usually hung out with you brother and I've never noticed you. I was convinced you were him and played with you. Kindergarten, one of the best times in a persons' life but you made it all the better. I had problems. I cried from many things, one of our classmates, being called names, but I never cried because of you until recently. Please be my friend, please be someone I can rely on, please be someone important in my life. I want all those things but recently things started changing. Please just stay by my side. I've got it bad.
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Holding On One Last Time
FantasyA short story about a broken girl. (true) Ends okay.