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Default 04-30-2007, 11:21 PM

I slapped it away. The blow from underneath didn't hurt. I wasn't a guy. I dodged her other hits, and then grabbed her neck. I started squeezing, but restrained myself. "Listen. Preppy means 'Oh my gaaaaawd, I broke a nail.' I have broken about three trying to get you to realize that I fight like a wrestler. I have learned to defend myself. Do you know how hard it was? My father abused me when my mother died. That is why I am with my grandparents. I...I am scared everywhere I go. I have to defend myself. I have to look pretty to get people to ignore my feelings, my inch of eyeliner. And here you are, trying to get a preppy girl away from a prep-hater. I just need to feel loved. No one has shown me that for years," I fell to the floor, crying, my arms around my knees.
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