a/n thank you kattykat for helping me!
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I sat on the merry-go-round with my thoughts after she left. How insensitive could I get? I just hurt one of my best friends. She probably hates me now. I hate me. "I don't like you that way". Why couldn't I have been nicer about it?! What am I supposed to say though? There really isn't a pleasant way to put it. Ugh! I want to run away from me just like Lizzie did. Get away from my thoughts. Get away from the guilt. Get away from the image of her tear streaked face. Finally I stand up and leave the park. I walk to Lizzie's house but can't get up the nerve to ring the doorbell. I turn around and leave.
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"I wish nobody had told me so that I didn't have to tell you this! I don't like you that way." My mind reeled. What?! I had never considered that he wouldn't like me. I start to cry, I will not cry, I won't.
"Oh. Hey, um, I got to go," I say. I start to cry despite myself.
"Lizzie, wait!" Gordo calls. After that it's all a blur. Next thing I knew I was in my room crying into my pillow. My mom sat beside me stroking my hair, asking me what's wrong. I explain the last few days between sobs. She tries to comfort me it doesn't help.
"I'm ok now mom." No I'm not, my mind screams. I don't say anything more though. She nods and leaves the room.
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P.S.
Sorry so short. I just don't write long chapters. No worries, there will plenty of other chapters. I guess I could wait and put together a couple chapters but then you would have to wait. Short is better than long with a long wait.
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I sat on the merry-go-round with my thoughts after she left. How insensitive could I get? I just hurt one of my best friends. She probably hates me now. I hate me. "I don't like you that way". Why couldn't I have been nicer about it?! What am I supposed to say though? There really isn't a pleasant way to put it. Ugh! I want to run away from me just like Lizzie did. Get away from my thoughts. Get away from the guilt. Get away from the image of her tear streaked face. Finally I stand up and leave the park. I walk to Lizzie's house but can't get up the nerve to ring the doorbell. I turn around and leave.
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"I wish nobody had told me so that I didn't have to tell you this! I don't like you that way." My mind reeled. What?! I had never considered that he wouldn't like me. I start to cry, I will not cry, I won't.
"Oh. Hey, um, I got to go," I say. I start to cry despite myself.
"Lizzie, wait!" Gordo calls. After that it's all a blur. Next thing I knew I was in my room crying into my pillow. My mom sat beside me stroking my hair, asking me what's wrong. I explain the last few days between sobs. She tries to comfort me it doesn't help.
"I'm ok now mom." No I'm not, my mind screams. I don't say anything more though. She nods and leaves the room.
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P.S.
Sorry so short. I just don't write long chapters. No worries, there will plenty of other chapters. I guess I could wait and put together a couple chapters but then you would have to wait. Short is better than long with a long wait.