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Friday, 31 May 2019

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So im gonna tell you a story about this girl I knew in high school, she wasn’t normal like everyone else. She had something different about her, it seemed like magic powers but it can’t have been that because magic and witches and all that kinda shit isn’t real. One time I remember we were in Gym class and we were playing dodgeball, because people thought she was a freak everyone would always aim for her in all types of games we would play. Anyway there was this one big fat bully kid in our class who was soooo mean like you have no idea, he aimed the big dodgeball right at Cynthia’s face but when he went to throw it Cynthia fell to the floor and all the balls surrounded her. Dembe’s face when he realised he had made a big mistake was priceless to see, but me being the amazing bestfriend I am went over to check on her. She knew what had happened as it had happened a couple times before but the one main goal at that moment was to get her out and try and stop all the questions. SOmetimes when we were in shitty old English me and Cynthia would sit at the back right hand corner because it was where she didn’t feel anxious. Randomly in a lot of classes she would zone out but when she got picked on by the teacher she would only ever say one sentence “Is this heaven?  What happened to me?”. People came up with the most stupidest ideas as to why Cynthia was like this, people thought she was an alien, others thought she was mental but I was the only one who ever knew what really went on. After the whole Gym class accident, I took Cynthia into the bathroom, she knew she was gonna be in big trouble by a lot of people for letting what happened happen and that’s what made it all worse, the mirrors around us were all shattering, the lights were all flashing, I knew exactly what was coming so I had to prep the both of us for it. FInally she screamed, all the voices inside her head had gotten the best of her, after she screams I knew what was gonna happen next, I took her out to the car, gave her the wheel and just let her take me where she knew she was going. We didn’t happen to drive for very long before we arrived at our ghouly destination, I knew what to expect but I really wasn’t expecting it to be as bad as it was...

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