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Okay, that's the first prayer I've said in 12 years and I felt peaceful. Should I call Bryant? I feel like talking to him...like he should get on my nerves again...no... I shouldn't call him. Oh, his eyes! Each time I see myself in his eyes I feel so...special to be the subject of his sight for that moment. And I even forget everything once I look at his face, why!! I even forgot he called me a bat-dog days ago...what's happening to me? I slept with images of his face flashing across my mind with a strange feeling in my chest, like a string was being pulled. . . . I was seated in class looking around for Gloom, but I didn't see him anywhere...I've been looking around for so long, why is he not here? I looked at my phone and contemplated calling him…should I? No, that doesn't sound ri

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