She thought of having suicide because of the feeling of loneliness. I stared at her.
She looked at me, then she suddenly ran away.
By morning, I saw her smiling and talking to her friends. She waved at me.
I waved at her too, but her eyes tells me something.
Until one afternoon, I saw a group of people crowding at the left side area of our school beside the lobby, I saw her. She was lying on the floor... unconscious.
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