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- Page 6 and 7: She’s not always easy to spot. Sh
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- Page 10 and 11: “Hang on.” She indicated and ya
- Page 12 and 13: group. I rummaged in my satchel for
- Page 14 and 15: The girl next to him showed off fre
- Page 16 and 17: for effect. “This is my idea of h
- Page 18 and 19: Alistair then talked us through the
- Page 20 and 21: their old school. “So, why have y
- Page 22 and 23: “I’m not currently wearing a ca
- Page 24 and 25: He rang off and I looked at my phon
- Page 26 and 27: I’ve had a week away from seeing
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- Page 30 and 31: The smile I smiled was only half of
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- Page 34 and 35: That was my first red flag. Right t
- Page 36 and 37: before I had time to think about wh
- Page 38 and 39: There was total silence. I wiped un
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- Page 42 and 43: He grinned. “Hello yourself! It
- Page 44 and 45: It should’ve felt weirder than it
- Page 46 and 47: Why? What’s yours? You too? Serio
- Page 48 and 49: thing was totally nuts. I’d forgo
- Page 50 and 51: Casual ownership of me. Another hum
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moved here. I blink up at the ceili
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I miss you so much. I don’t hate
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general studies, which literally no
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of the world around us. And that’
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now, alongside a new mouthwash that
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weird anxiety I couldn’t describe
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I gulped. “And then I moved down
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your guitar. Please tell me nothing
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partner. And we also had a talent s
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“Here, I’ll take your bag.” H
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That was the one rational thought t
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“So…?”“A little bird told m
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“Of course there’s not,” Mum
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“There’s a recording studio her
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thoughts,” Alfie had once said, w
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cupping my face with his hands and
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I carried on collecting my stuff -
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He looked so proud of himself. He r
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drizzle that’s just started, miss
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What’s more painful - torturing y
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the days where I felt like my unive
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never came, and I was so distracted
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badge entry in order to feel hunger
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could all go as tits-up as it did.
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weeks. Neither of us knew where to
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Sex with you…oh god. I’m in my
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I dragged myself into college today
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coursework, or any other part of my
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crammed into my skull. My parents h
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The thought of Mrs Clarke thinking
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love me. If only I wasn’t like me
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An electronic voice announces my st
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likeable. But getting him and my fr
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were all bumping fists and talking
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2. You find yourself incapable of t
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body is determined to blurt it out.
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gig, that’s the day I really have
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We pushed out into the corridor to
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become a good memory - but then you
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More cheering. It could’ve been i
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“Oh god, please don’t let him u
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“You’re making me blush.” I p
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asked to be let through. The cooler
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…right about you.Hannah was so ri
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I didn’t scratch the itch though.
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Whoop-de-doo for me. Mum and Dad wa
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photo of us falls over on my chest
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I wrinkle my nose. “No wonder you
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can’t be solved by pretending it
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I pause and see how it feels to let
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It takes guts to listen to your gut
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Friday night always meant band prac
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his guitar.“I’m fine. How are y
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through it, reading back the lyrics
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“I didn’t mean to get like that
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Planning set lists is one of my fav
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“Yeah, Amelie,” Mark asked. “
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He looked past me at the egg boxes
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many feelings and no space for them
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What are your plans this weekend, R
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wait for her to gesture to one. “
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seats left. I fold myself in next t
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“I still can’t believe we’re
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were together, what did he do that
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My hands came out from my sleeves,
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“Yeah, but I look good.” I thou
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“When are you going to reveal thi
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He read out the numbers while I typ
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He smiled wonkily - tipsy, but not
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…I made a mistake.The busker fini
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He shook his head. “I’m being w
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“What? Yeah. It’s fine.”More
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“I feel like something’s off.
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though I’m still miles away from
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afternoon, we’d walk past a girl
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“You still have a room available,
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I hug Dad goodbye at the station. H
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Two weeks ago, we talked a lot abou
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That’s when I got the first weird
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tingeing it gold. I don’t have en
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Sobbing and screaming and smacking
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My mood was beyond giddy as the tra
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Confusion then joined the argument.
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“Shut it, you.” I chucked my ca
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“Earth to Granny Cardigan!” Kim
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I’m not sure I can do this.I’m
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Ralph, the apparently heartbroken l
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thumbs up. I found Alfie. His eyes
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I squeezed Reese’s arm, trying to
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shock.”He held me at arm’s leng
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I found my crying hit a new peak, a
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spared him the hurt of me choosing
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“I don’t want to talk, I just n
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He stood up and walked away towards
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“But…”“I’ll go slow. We
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You said you would stop if it hurt,
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He was wonderful as he walked me ho
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past and I’ll never be able to un
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silence to settle, I leave him the
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I feel so guilty for confiding in h
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I’ve just admitted drowns us both
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Alfie’s able to look at me for th
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“I guess I should go.” Alfie lo
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Something strange has happened.You
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go through this all alone,” she s
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I’m so glad I only have this morn
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court. Is this how it always felt f
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• Say nothing• Let you hold my
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Your eyes widen, I see you gear up
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I don’t touch your shoulder. I do
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“Oh god - for that V&A project he
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to remember this particular cry, th
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But you don’t see me all the time
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“Greetings, earthlings,” Eden s
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my head beforehand and then decided
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“Oh god. Calm down.”“I have f
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He laughed and ruffled my hair. “
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“Don’t do this.” His voice wa
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“Maybe it’s better if you don
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interesting or happy or someone you
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Is she worrying about me now? Is sh
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eyes like I’m the only one who wi
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being in a nervous state. Waiting f
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initially, you really will. I will
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insecurity or…a trauma bond? Mayb
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know that Joan is right - what you
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People around me wilt in the heat.T
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and LEAVE ME FOR HER! OH I WAS SOFR
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grieving for my parents, who still
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too great. And even though I was hu
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around here, on platform thirteen,
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the stairs. Abuse isn’t what you
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clam up and start sobbing uncontrol
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strain away when I couldn’t live
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the film is about to play backwards
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Now it’s my spring, now it’s my
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Holly Bourne is a bestselling and c
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Are We All Lemmings and Snowflakes?
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