look. theres something i need to tell you."
"yeah. what is it?"
(yelling at top of lungs)
" (crying) i cant deal with this"
"wait.before you go. i love you like a little sister and i always considered you to be my sister."
"....."
"i just had to tell you.
*next day*
"i dont want you to sit here."
"why not?"
i ned a break
*after an entire summer of tears and begging*
" why do you hate me?"
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whatttttt.....
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