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BACKSTABER
I stared at him as he put his hand around her and pulled her in close.... A tear drop ran down my face, that was me, that had been me, and now it's her. I took a deep breath and walked over, making the biggest cheesiest smile my mouth could bear. My heart was sinking slowly, I knew that sooner or later I would burst. My "best friend" broke away from his grasp and came at me with open arms. I looked at him, he was looking at her. Thats when I broke.
I pushed her arm away and stared at her, plead and guilt glimmerd in my eyes. Tears started steaming down my face, anger and saddness filled my soul. I took in a deep breath before I collapessed, falling to the ground, and hearing only a light ring of the school bell in the backround. I had been backstabed, and now I was gone.
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