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Forever They Will Be Secrets To Me

Secret #12

I know I'm dying. It scares me into oblivion, but I can't show them. I can't let them see the pain on my face when I see them all smiling and playing the games I once found so intriguing.

I can't stand the way he looks at me since I've told him. Do you want to know how he looks at me? He stares into my soul and looks at me with these huge "I wish it were me" eyes. I CANT TAKE IT, GODDMAN IT!! I HATE WHAT I'VE BECOME AND I HATE THE FUCKING FACT THAT YOU FEEL THE MOTHER FUCKING NEED TO LOOK AT ME LIKE I'M ALREADY DEAD. I AM STILL FUCKING HERE, GODDAMN IT!!!!