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I’m not very good at giving anyone a clear no.
Why do I act like this, agreeing when I really disagree, letting people force me to do things I don’t want to do?
She was so pretty that looking at her made my eyes hurt.
She drew near me and placed her hand on mine. It was a small, soft hand. I thought my heart might break in two.
“Please, tell me who you are,” I said. I am me, that’s all.
