Once we were início again, Michael was feeling still down after what had happened.
"Michael, forget about it, please?" I begged. Michael walked over to his cama and sat down, burying his head in his hands. He sighed.
"I can't, that wasn't a good place for someone your age to be.." Michael replied with a frown.
"I'm ok, it's you I'm worried about. Those guys were awful, they shouldn't have done that to you..!" I told him, sitting down on the cama seguinte to him and stroking his back. Michael looked up at me, tears in his eyes.
"I hate being like this in front of you, but my emotions and everything are...
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