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Xavier was never a popular boy, he never had a good deal of friends since he was a child really. Those friends ditched him when they grew and gained social status. They changed around him, treating him differently, avoiding him. But one changed even worse, any friendship they once had butchered into a rough bullying in public, but a odd layer of apology in private. He was bullied for his weakness, being nice, trusting, and decent. Pushed further into the isolating dark. But still hung out with his bully, still liced next door to their mother who occasionally would watch over him.
One days such as this, walking home, in the rain, he walked to his door, dropping with rain water in the down pout at his back, screaming down upon him. He felt around for his keys, but sighed, noticing they weren't there...then he remembered that he left them in his room....on the second floor. He heaved a sigh of defeat, slumping doen the wall slowly.
One days such as this, walking home, in the rain, he walked to his door, dropping with rain water in the down pout at his back, screaming down upon him. He felt around for his keys, but sighed, noticing they weren't there...then he remembered that he left them in his room....on the second floor. He heaved a sigh of defeat, slumping doen the wall slowly.