rethink

Gone he is from my sight, I can't sleep with out talking to you...

*First day of 7th grade... Yeah I saw you but I didn't really notice.

*Later on I saw you once or twice a day but you still didn't hook me..

*You sat at my lunch table...thats when I started to wonder..who are you?

*You became deathly pale and wore black every day...I finally knew your name, Anthony ,but I didn't know a thing about you...

*You know my name, I noticed. In one class we could sit where we wanted, and you chose to sit with me... I didn't know what to say to you. 'I'll ask a write a question, you answer and then write a question back.' You said.. 'Um..ok.' You took awhile to write then passed me the notebook it said 'Do you slit' I paused 'No,' I replied.. 'do you?' you read it then printed 'yes'. My turn...what was I going to ask?! 'how do you want to die?' If he is just pulling my leg, I'll scare him with this question. 'I want to be shot' you put back. This was amazing! Like talking to an angel in an IM! your turn...I waited. it said 'Do you know any one that couldn't die?' I hesitated....I got the chills, and I loved it. 'spiritaly or phisicaly?' I asked. You circled 'Phisicaly' I leaned back alittle thinging about what to say. 'no'. You were siting infront of me that day so you drew

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