I saw Wolverine again today.
It seems like everyday now I see that person.
God is playing a cruel joke on me.
Like in 3rd block I wrote down the words:
"Dreaming of Death" (because I sleep a lot in class and well I am still maintaining a 3.0 so I'm okay)
and showed my best friend the words and he smiled and said wow.
Then immediately after showing him my teacher said "...die..." and continued on with her lecture. She was talking about the economy and I didn't think it was chance that she said that.
All Bret could say is "Awkward..." then he put his head down and lifted it smiling. I told him things happen for a reason.
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