...Yeah? He chased me down and snapped it for throwing rocks at him.
(Not one of Eddie's favorite memories, truth be told. That entire day had taken its toll on Eddie in many, many ways. His hand skims over said arm, which still hurts some days.
It's embarrassing to talk about, Eddie realizes, and he quickly looks down at his feet.)
That's the crazy part, I guess. (He twists his shoe back and forth slowly to try and ease his jitters.)
My mom's been telling me I'm sick for so long it was just easy to believe her. Because why...would I think anything else, you know? So I guess I just...I don't know how it works. I'm trying to stop though.
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(Not one of Eddie's favorite memories, truth be told. That entire day had taken its toll on Eddie in many, many ways. His hand skims over said arm, which still hurts some days.
It's embarrassing to talk about, Eddie realizes, and he quickly looks down at his feet.)
That's the crazy part, I guess. (He twists his shoe back and forth slowly to try and ease his jitters.)
My mom's been telling me I'm sick for so long it was just easy to believe her. Because why...would I think anything else, you know? So I guess I just...I don't know how it works. I'm trying to stop though.