She tried to run away but everywhere she looked she saw them. They were the demons that never left. Nomatter where she was they were always there. She was scared and had no where to turn. They were everywhere she was. But the most important thing about them was that she caused them. At least she thought she did. She needed a friend. She needed one soon or she was going to die under the pressure. She hated how she felt. She hated the fact that most of the people at school hated her. No one realizes who that girl really is. That girl is the one you all love to hate. She is the girl you will not go near because she is weird. That girl is the one who crys herself to sleep because you wouldnt talk to her, She is the one who everyday wishes she was better in some way She wants your attention but will you give it to her. I feel all the pain that girl feels because that girl is me.
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Created on 5-29-07
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Story Rating G
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