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Bittersweet has been the whole year to me. Something great happens...then it's followed up with something horrific. Take my sweet sixteen. There it was, I was finally the age I've dreamed about...only my granny was dead. I meet someone who I know won't hurt me, only to hurt someone in the process. If you feel that I would only do something out of spite,then you couldn't be further from the truth. I didn't really know how to respond, but I didn'tknow if saying "I like him", when that person was crying over him worked. If you think about it at that point there wasn't much I could do without hurting someone.Figuring out where to go from here is the hard part. I really can't speak for him, but I know my feelings. I know that if let this go I would regret it. Even though I'm hurting one person, I've been doing some hurting of my own. There's only one part of this little drama that should be cleared. I didn't talk about Amira behind her back. That's not like me, and the only time I even brought it up was with megan asking if she knew. That's the end of my piece. Leave one if you care.....