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My friends and I had drifted apart too. When we were kids, we bonded over our shared interests in pretending we were all witches, and in making up imaginary pet dogs. During middle school, that changed. Every conversation was about which boy they had a crush on, diets, and TV shows I didn’t watch. I found myself listening quietly to conversations, picturing our imaginary dogs lying lonely in a corner, all our magic draining from our feet.
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