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A person close to me acted like I didn't exist at all.

I could just feel the wasted minutes slipping away from me.

Wishful thinking during the heat of summer.

My account of a fight between my father and I.

This is based off my feelings from when I was dumped one week before prom for my best friend.

My recollections of the fateful day I lost my sister. 9/3/92 - 9/10/98

The end of this waitress's shift are the hardest to handle.

One little call can make your whole world fall apart again.

My feelings when I heard that my best friend was with the guy who'd dumped me earlier that day.

How it feels to fall in love.