Fred
By Phoenix
I'm not exactly a popular kid. i have one friend and his name is Fred. We're in the eighth grade. Today he let me have some of his homemade lunch, he never eats school lunch. After eating one day, I start to feel sick and he leads me to the girls bathroom. he decides to follow me in. "You're not supposed to be in here," I tell him. "It's ok" he replied. He led me to the stall. that's the last thing I remember. A couple of days later I looked around for him. It's been a while since I'd seen him. I asked around but...nobody remembers him. Only I do. Today I was on youtbe when I got this Facebook message. "I'm always with you" it said. Curious as to who was messing with me, I checked Facebook. 1 message form Freddie Forlorn. I check his profile and get another message. I click the link and see an image of me on my computer.
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