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Suddenly Taube had a burst of thought. She flipped open her notebook and began to write a poem, grateful but not happy for her writer's block going away.

When I die
When I die, make me a willow tree
Just like the other willows.
That's where they go when they die, right?
All of these people surrounded
Killed by suffocation of sorrows from others
The others that think they know how I feel
It doesn't help.
That's where the sadness goes, right?
 
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"Your welcome" She said simply "Its not my fault you can't see past the end of your nose"

Taube gritted her teeth. She had moved her hands down to her arms, and when she clenched her fists, her nails dug deep into her arm, drawing blood. "Just leave me alone before I do worse than I'm doing to my own arm. I really don't like being around people when someone dies, and this is why. The little idiots who just turn all your sadness into anger. Go. Away." Taube said to Lucinda, her voice filled with anger and a newfound hatred.
 
Charlotte pulled out a bandage and put it on Taube's arm. "Be careful Taube."
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Bailey looked at Charlotte, wondering why she hung out with Taube so much, she seemed really weird.
Joseph looked out at the lake, windering what Taube had written in her journel.
 
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"Sorry, but it happens when I'm angry. One of the many drawbacks of not being able to cut your nails and not wanting to."

"Ah, okay. Well, I'm going to go for a walk around the lake. If you want Taube, you can stay here." Charlotte stood up.​
 
"Okay, call me if you need me." Charlotte turned around and headed to the lake.
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"Hey, uh, can I come?" Bailey said, jumping up. "Uh, yeah. Sure." They walked around the lake, talking. "So, why do you hang out with TAube so much. I mean, she doesn't seem like somebody you would hang out with." Charlotte looked at him. "We've become friends over time."
 
Taube stared out at the water, barely noticing that Joseph was still sitting there. As she stared, she thought of the timeline of the deaths in her life, first her mother, then her cousin, her aunt... it went on for a while, but when Taube's timeline got to her twin brother, she couldn't take it anymore. A new wave of tears burst out, no matter how hard she tried to hold it in, they just kept coming. And after a few seconds, she stopped trying.

It hurt too much.
 

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