Monday, November 12th, 2007
I left the bathroom, in my green sweater and dark rinsed jeans with old, black sneakers. I saw Chris, sitting on my bed, probably waiting for me. He avoided me all morning. I stopped in front of him, watching as he looked up. He looked stressed. He motioned me to…
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