Ashlyn cried. And she thought her friends would be around here, to help her out a little bit. But no. They're only there to push her into the mud pit she told herself she'll stay away from. It wasn't her time, and no one would understand that.
Instead of having a shoulder to cry on, she had a pillow, already drenched in her flowing tears.
Ashlyn knew that her friends pushing her into somewhere she did not want to be was not the only problem that was bugging her. Her friends were talking behind her back, who knew good or bad? It did not matter to Ashlyn good or bad, she just thought that everything were shared among them all. Wrong again, wrong all the time.
Instead of knowing everything about her friends, she knew nothing. One thing's for sure, her heart was broken and she didn't know how to get it back into one piece.
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