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Why me?


It was such a great time with us. Never did I think it would happen... Well not to me. I've only ever heard about it. But it was never me. The night was long, and many laughs were shared. The stories being told were so rich in memories. The drinks being shared had too much blurriness The people were maybe a bit too comfortable with each other. As the long night stretched my worries never appeared. It will never happen to me, so why should I even think about it? Maybe that is what caught me off guard. We were having such a great time, I knew you would never do that to me. At least that is what I thought before it all went down. That night, I finally learned what people meant when they said, "You can't trust some friends." I did not think that friend I couldn't trust would be you. Never did I think it would happen to me. But it did... And that was because of you. Now my only question is... Why me?
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