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When life puts in you in these cages, where you meet people of different rages, and faces, it makes you seem horrible. I noticed you shirt which reminded me of the clothes my dad buys to dirty in work, the jeans you never changed in a while, your locks damaged but tried gently putted backwards, shoes that were never laced back, but always putted in in sides, the glasses your always wore down your nose, the amount of energy you always brought, the smell of dirt...rot you had, your nails you tried to always clip, your teeth but shone brighter then the sun that day. The lip balm and handcream you always used of us. I didn't mind and laid next to you to wait for others. Overplayed with the insulting jokes you had. Calling people ugly and laugh. I always asked myself why you do that.. Remembering I would try to joke with you, which I never did with anyone before in that way, and make fun of you and even maybe insult you. Even though you called me often times: ,,sl0t, b1tch and incest kid", from the glitter of your eyes I saw, you just tried to make things right. You knew you hurted people, but you didn't know when you murdered them. Since you were never teached what was preferred. And I, like your mom, disturbed you.. That day you screamed on your phone: ,,Let me alone sl7t", to your mom. Changing completely. From the talking you did, ,,my mom prefers other kids then me" or ,,she is such a btch". You never denied my comment: ,,your mom seems so kind, she is so pretty". But you just said: ,,she behaves differently to others" Always when you were insulting her and I told you to have some sense of respect towards her. I remember that day like vocabulary. ,,I respect her, It's just, she screams and does this alls stuff. Ah, just shut up". Sadly, we humans don't believe until we see. I remember that day when we crossed the road and you sais: ,,May you close my shoelaces? Please" When I asked you: ,,you can't lace shoelaces?" and While I did it you said: ,,My father always does it" Again you smiled. Which you did roughly a while. I will never forget how you always compared my name to one of his collegues and talked with such an compassion. Now, everything made sense. You never knew how to read a clock, doing 1x1, that you wash your hands before eating, how to open the drink without cutting your finger, that spongebob was a childhood thing, what you do when your jacket doesn't open anymore, how to seperate trash, pick up things without a mess.

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When life puts in you in these cages, where you meet people of different rages, and faces, it makes you seem horrible. I noticed you shirt which reminded me of the clothes my dad buys to dirty in work, the jeans you never changed in a while, your locks damaged but tried gently putted backwards, shoes that were never laced back, but always putted in in sides, the glasses your always wore down your nose, the amount of energy you always brought, the smell of dirt...rot you had, your nails you tried to always clip, your teeth but shone brighter then the sun that day. The lip balm and handcream you always used of us. I didn't mind and laid next to you to wait for others. Overplayed with the insulting jokes you had. Calling people ugly and laugh. I always asked myself why you do that.. Remembering I would try to joke with you, which I never did with anyone before in that way, and make fun of you and even maybe insult you. Even though you called me often times: ,,sl0t, b1tch and incest kid", from the glitter of your eyes I saw, you just tried to make things right. You knew you hurted people, but you didn't know when you murdered them. Since you were never teached what was preferred. And I, like your mom, disturbed you.. That day you screamed on your phone: ,,Let me alone sl7t", to your mom. Changing completely. From the talking you did, ,,my mom prefers other kids then me" or ,,she is such a btch". You never denied my comment: ,,your mom seems so kind, she is so pretty". But you just said: ,,she behaves differently to others" Always when you were insulting her and I told you to have some sense of respect towards her. I remember that day like vocabulary. ,,I respect her, It's just, she screams and does this alls stuff. Ah, just shut up". Sadly, we humans don't believe until we see. I remember that day when we crossed the road and you sais: ,,May you close my shoelaces? Please" When I asked you: ,,you can't lace shoelaces?" and While I did it you said: ,,My father always does it" Again you smiled. Which you did roughly a while. I will never forget how you always compared my name to one of his collegues and talked with such an compassion. Now, everything made sense. You never knew how to read a clock, doing 1x1, that you wash your hands before eating, how to open the drink without cutting your finger, that spongebob was a childhood thing, what you do when your jacket doesn't open anymore, how to seperate trash, pick up things without a mess.