(Sigh)
His name is..........
No..... SHE might be watching my journals...... so I can't tell you.
She
She was my friend.
She and I shared secrets......
She saw him.......
She wouldn't stop.
She got me mad.
She is hated.
She is the enemy.
I
I am in love with him.
I wish she'd back off.
I wish I could tell him how I felt.
I thought he loved me too.
I feel alone.
I am a failure.
He
He is beautiful.
He has a cheery smile.
He pouted when I had to move to another desk.
He made me feel loved.
He was special.
He likes her more than me.
He just thinks we are friends.
The End
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