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A by Rebecca

im not done...just in class with nothing better to do..but the bell is going to ring soon!

Tears began to flow my eyes, I knew who I needed to talk to,
I picked up my phone, pressed 2 and hit send.
He was on my speed dial, of course.
He answered with a happy hello,
but as soon as he heard my attempt to speak, he began to worry.
I could hear the worry in his voice when he asked "whats wrong, becca?"
That wasnt a unusual question for him to ask me,
but the answer he would recieve wasn't the usual answer I normally gave.
I didn't respond with "boys suck" or "my friends cause too much drama"
I tried to explain what had happened earlier that day.
I began crying harder and harder-- I could barely breathe, let alone speak.