Be Brave. Be Strong.
It’s nothing personal. You understand? We won’t be in this place much longer, no need for him to get close to people; it’ll just make it harder for him later.
Those were his exact words. The tiny letters formed into strong words and persuasive sentences. That was the back up for the words that came later in the argument: Come on, we’re leaving. Now. And after, those words floated around in my head as my feet pounded against the ground, pebbles flying in each direction. But, what comes next? Mark questioned. It doesn’t matter anymore. Michael replied back. As long as we’re gone. Mark had no more fight, no more to give. He was running away, and he didn’t care in the slightest. Johnny was running behind them. Mark could hear his tears hitting the ground like bombs, they hurt that much.
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