Danny sat in the courtyard during class break and watched the people flow by. He used to have so many friends, but one by one, he’d cut them off until all they did now was nod. He could see their eyes searching sometimes, the hurt still evident but you can only get hurt so many times and then you build those walls. He knew what he’d done and he wanted all his friends back but he’d never say it….never ask it of them. Danny was a loner now. One of the outcasts. He’d done it to himself and he didn’t know how to get it back.
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But why does it still hurt even after all those walls are erected?
Until then, let's just pretend. 