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Torn between two


Evening. Well, my day is going down hill since this morning with my now short hair that curls I look like a 'Hairspray' character. My best friend thinks I hate her, my mom thinks I hate her, my other best friend can't tell me anything because her mother doesn't trust me, I showed up late to most of my classes, I have too much homework, and I'm feeling light headed. I mean, my day stinks. I mean here's the thing. My two best friends I feel are having a competition and they don't even know about it! I mean it's like I can't decide which one to spend my time with. I mean I love them both the same, but I'm only one person. I feel as though I'm being torn into two different directions. I'll admit I've been very grouchy lately. But, it's because I have so much on my plate. I just can't handle it. As if I were in a boxing match I didn't know was going to happen. Also I have been trying to handle my comprehension skills. But, that is besides the point I don't want to be torn. I don't want either of them to feel I'm choosing one over the other. Help me!

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