Hey guys! I finally have another thing out for you guys! I hope you guys enjoy this.
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Sitting alone in my room on a Friday night is not an unusual occurrence. Although, recently I’ve been hanging out with Connor Murphy. We became friends shortly after he took my letter and tried to kill himself.
His whole family instantly thought that we were friends because he still had my letter, and I didn’t know how today no. So I told Connor what happened when his parents took me to see him, and for some reason Connor actually agreed to keep the secret. Once he actually got out of the hospital, we did begin to hangout, and soon we became very good friends. I’ve been to his house many times, and him to mine.