I made my way back into the woods and sat on a log a few 10 ft from the camp. I heard footsteps run after me and I scowled. "I don't want you here!" I screamed. "Fine, I'll leave. GOSH." Said I voice. I turned around and saw Harold. "Harold!!" I yelled glomping him. "What??" He asked in the same tone as me. "Nothing. I'm just glad your here." I mumbled in his camisa with out looking up. "Ok. Do you want to talk, Sofie?" He asked sitting on the log. I did too once again, and sighed, "Yeah." He smiled. "You know you can always talk to me." He put his arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder....
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