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Heh, so you're a curious one, Waffle? I'll admit, being curious is really something I like, that said, I'm not one bit curious myself.

I'll give this topic a short story, but only because you were curious.

It kind of started when I was around...14 years old, there was this person in ermh...whatever term is used when you're going to school at that age, Is it High School? I think so. It was a very social person that was in there, that person always tried to help everyone by asking how were they and if they had problems, they could talk to her.

She was very charming, really calm too. But she wanted someone to be with her, that said, since she always was talking with pretty much everyone, no one thought they could have a serious relationshio with her, saying it was annoying to deal with and all that buzz. I personally didn't care for her, the times she tried talking with me I would just ignore her, but even then she tried.

After some time, one of my classmates tells this person that I like her, if only because he thought it was funny to see me getting bothered by her. Since then, she tried to talk to me in a more serious manner, and calling me her boyfriend. I didn't understand why, I just thought it was really annoying. Everyday she kept pestering me and that I should visit her a bit more (which, at this point, I haven't even seen her house). One day I had enough, I tell her that she should stop, like legit. I don't like being with you, just stop. She laughs it up, and tells me I should go to her house to eat some food. Note that the usual hour of school end is at 12:30/1:00 P.M. That one conversation is one that I'll never forget.

Okay, I tell her. Fine, you win. I'll go, BUT and only BUT, if you stop talking to me. She agrees, and off the her house we go. At this point, I'm kind of confused, because when she opens her door, no one is home. No father, no mother, no one. I look around her house to see any photo or something, and there are quite a few, even some photos of more family other than mom and dad. So I ask her why isn't anyone at her house and she tells me "My mom and dad work until really late, they usually arrive at 10 P.M.. My brother too gets here somewhat late, at around 8 P.M. because he gets here with my little sister. Why? Does it bother you?"

As soon as I hear that, I somewhat get it, but I ask her anyway. "Is it always like this?" She then says "Nope! Sundays I get to be with my brother and sister! So not always." I couldn't believe it, this person basically spends around 7 hours with no one, that's why she always wants to talk with someone. I start being less harsh towards her for that moment, even starting to actually like her.

Fast forward to 2012, a friend and her start to get really excited due to university, which I don't have any plans AND still haven't told her I don't care about it. Around 2 weeks before the test to see if we can manage to get on a spot, she asks me if I have been studying for the test, and I tell her "What...test?" That was one time where I actually got to see her serious side. She just stared at me, a cold stare. She calms down, and then says "Don't worry, I'll make a guide for you, just go and pay for any test you desire, I'll make a guide for you."

That was a really bad idea, she ignored her sleeps and most foods. With her test coming up, not sleeping nor eating, and making guides for me to study...it's just too much for her. One day I just get to see her "sleeping" when it was just too late, she wasn't with us anymore. After the news, her brother shortly suicided, it was too much for him.

I get a shot at university, at the career she wanted to go, which I don't know anything. I just try to act like her, talking to everyone and trying to help anyone I see. Others things happened and I met another person, which led me to ALMOST kill myself. Nevertheless, we here today. Going to be myself for the last semester.
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What sounds better, cool or nice?
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