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FRIENDSHIPS ARE LIKE MATHS

My friend Carter who I thought was my friend, well it turns out he isn’t any more and now he is in the gang and I am out of the gang.

LOSER. LONER. SADDO. WEIRDO. STUPIDO. THAT’S ME.

Mum says, ‘I wish I could make it better for you,’ but she can’t. No one can, except Carter, and Gobber chased him away like he chases everyone away.

Mrs Buttress says that friendships can be complicated like maths and I’ll get there in the end and that I must think about how much progress I’ve made. I don’t want to do that. I don’t really know what she means by ‘progress’. I just want friends. And I want Facebook (not the chicken variety).

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