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He laid there, broken and feeble . The only thing that he could dare say was that it was his fault. His body stung all over, feeling like his soul was floating out over his own body on the gym floor. He felt something check him in the back, another bolt if brushed pain washing I very him as he heard laughter from behind gum. Girls. Boys. It didn't matter. He pulled himself up weakly to his knees, his body still screaming at him for daring to try out fir sports with his meager form. Hating him fir pushing beyond his limits. And failing. Failing so aggressively that even the girls openly pushed him around and mocked him properly. He wheeled faintly to himself, lugging his back into his arms to walk to a table to sit. Alone. He knew better than to try to make a group. He was the perfect outcast. Too weak for sports,too poor to go for his smarts, and no where near popular he said on a lonely bench, far from the action, far from where his body gave out on him. He turned away to open his bag to get out his lunch slowly
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