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Dear Luna,

I kept on calling you fat.

You noticed.

You looked at me..

But then you turned your back on me.

And you kept on walking.

I grabbed your arm.

It didn't feel right.

I pulled your sleeve.

Your arm was full of bandages.

So you really did cut yourself.

I thought you wouldn't.

I just stared at you.

I didn't know what to do.

I wanted this.

But why does it affect me?

I feel guilty.

Love,
Aiden

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