'After a straight mute powerful voice shot passed familiar others.....a
blur of information for a split second punches a whole in their
minds.' He met all requirments fed by himself to only become
slightly visible....
'He mops his brow and understands their frustration but they can't
understand his....'these friends are not at fault, they are molded
differently, scared and proud! They live for extreme fun, breathe
laughter and mean no harm.....'the awkward silence senses a
memory and conversation changes from importance to the "norm"'
he does not care so much anymore....in past times he tried and
explained and through unbelievable anger and surpressed frustration
he will sie and be happy, absorbing this (basically normal) way of
thinking to have such lovely friends.
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