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Submitted to Contest #117
WARNING: THIS STORY COTAINS SOME MATERIAL THAT MAY BE HARMFUL OR TRUAMATIZING TO SOME READERS. PART 1: Why me? "Julian? Are you alright?" Parker asked, laying a calm hand on my shoulder. I continued to look out the cold window of the bus, not saying a word. "I'm sorry, man. I wish I could help more." He said, shrugging. The bus began to slow down, and Parker and I got up from our seats. The guys in the back whispered and pointed at me, and Blake threw his jacket at me, laughing. "Just ignore them," Parker said, throwing the jacket back and ...
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