One day I sat hidden between book shelves in the library crying quietly. I felt dumb, I buried my face in my hands. I heard someone approach and I quickly wiped my face with my sleeve, stood up and ran in to the bathroom. I looked at my red eyes in the mirror, I looked hideous. I washed my face and went back to my table to study. It was useless, I sat there staring at the pages for hours. Not absorbing any information. In dismay, I gathered my things and went home.
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