

The Perfect PlanMorgan sat silently, her body curled up, her face cradled in her arms. The cool breeze brushed against her face, tickled her palms and tangled her long, dark hair. She felt invisible, and she practically was. No one noticed her, or her tear stained face. As she looked up, the world opened around her, and she became aware of the buzz of activity that surrounded. The swirl of the pacing current of water, the muffled talking and bustle of people as they hurry around her, the gentle sighing of the bridge as it creaks under the weight of all who have aged it. No one understands what it is like to be sad. No one but Morgan.The Perfect Plan
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Thanks for being so nice to me. All the time. I don't have any self esteem anymore because of you.
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