There was a long silence between the two of you for a few seconds when finally the girl said--
"I...I'm sorry for...abandoning you like that Nick." She kept her head turned from you while she talked.
"It's just...you must've seen my face by now. I don't like it...when other people...look at me. They often think...I'm a monster or demon...and that i deserve to die." Hearing her talk about herself like that was depressing. It sure wasn't making you feel any better, and you felt pretty bad already.
"But i realized...you're different from the others. I can stand you...looking at me because...i don't have to worry...about you hurting me." Is that what she was worried about? Because she thought you were going to hurt her because she looked different? Boy she was more shy than you thought she was. But it was good that she found someone she could call a friend. Even better, that someone was you. And now you could get her to help you out even.
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