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I heard them say they loved her.
They spoke like they knew her, like she was an important person to them.
They passed her by the halls like any other.
Their eyes were too busy to even consider looking down on someone like her.
Her books pulled tightly to her chest she would walk the halls making sure her eyes wouldn?t lift anywhere near the dizzy heights of the others.
She was different to them and that was reason enough to hate her.
Yet on this frozen November morning they mourned her like she was one of their own.
Like the makeup they plastered onto their scarred faces these actions were fake. A masquerade to a viewing public.
As each girl hugged the other they wondered if the mourners empathetic eyes were on them as they concluded they truly were this girls true friend.
Yet none missed the next days school.
They walked the same corridors with the only expression their face would allow them.
It would be something they might talk about once in a far off slumber party.
Yet the hugs and the tears would never be discussed.
These girls would control their world for the near future.
Yet the near future would soon pass on and the world would become a lot bigger place.