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After school, I started on my way to Abby’s house. I took my time, not really wanting to go to her house. Its not like I’m scared or anything, I guess I feel a bit guilty. Technically she never did anything wrong. My thoughts began to wander off back to year 8. I walked through the halls, head ducked down. I didn’t need to draw any more attention to myself. Trying my best to blend in, I had gone from my everyday colored jeans and white shirts to dark jeans and hoodies. I need to blend in, I need to get into class before “Hey Emily, where do you think you’re going? Huh! You didn’t even say hi to us, how rude.” Olivia smirked, while grabbing my hood and whipping me around. “I think Emily here needs to learn a lesson, don’t you guys think?” Someone said, I wasn’t sure who, my vision was clouded with tears. I hate it here. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? One day I’m going to be at the top. No one will ever try to push me around again. I ended the memory flashing through my mind as my eyes welled up with tears. The drizzle coming down from the dark skies seemed to be crying with me as I turned the corner on Abby’s street and knocked. After waiting a few minutes, I was about to walk away until Abby slowly opened the door and led me inside. Half an hour later, the tension still remained in the air. That is, until Abby finally spoke up. "So, why do you do it?" "Wwhat do you mean?" "You know what I mean. Why do you feel the need to do this to me? I didn't do anything to you... Just explain to me! Why are you doing this? How can you live with knowing that you are causing someone's life to be so miserable?!" Abby asked, her voice hoarse, green eyes brimming with tears. "I, I'm sorry." I whispered my voice was laced with emotion. I have to get out of here. Running out of the house, I sprinted all the way to my house, where I sat and thought about everything I have done. I knew what I was doing was wrong, yet I still did it. No one will ever push me around again. No, no one should ever be pushed around. I went through that pain, they should too. Abby didn't do it, Abby is innocent. Keep going, you need this. No. Stop. I'm done now, no more. That night, for the first time in 2 years, I cried myself to sleep. The only difference this time, is that it wasn't my pain I was feeling, it was Abby's. I will fix this... The next day at school, the first thing I did was walk up to Abby. I opened my mouth, but the words got caught in my throat, and my blue eyes filled with tears. That didn't matter though, she knew what I meant. Nodding at me, she whispered something I would have missed if I wasn't standing a foot away. "I know what you mean, I forgive you. Now you just need to forgive yourself. " Giving me a small smile, she turned and walked away. Leaving me a sense of peace, and feeling I haven't felt since the beginning of year 8.
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