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‘‘Another round, the second last one,’’ Barbra pleaded as she insisted that we continue playing the famous game of Truth and Dare.

‘‘But you have been saying that for the last few minutes or is it hours,’’ I mocked. I didn’t want the game to end either. I wanted to keep on playing and laughing with them before going back to my class and terrible reality.

I wish they would walk boldly with me in the hallways of the school too. To prove to the world that I was in fact lovable, acceptable and human. Walk with me in the hallways holding hands or anything, to prove to the bullies that I had won. That I had friends and was really happy no matter what they did or said to me.

‘‘We are not here long enough on earth to be living unhappy,’’ C age burst out,’’ so let’s all just sleep in the nearest shade and make stories and laugh until we can’t laugh anymore and our throats run dry.

I was vouching with Cage’s idea because I loved sleeping and treated it like a hobby. It was the