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  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Any other secrets you wanna share?&amp;quot; I asked A.J. at the bus line. He scratched his head.
&amp;quot;Well.....,&amp;quot; he said. I loved secrets. I loved hearing them and I heard a lot of them for one reason only. I could keep a secret. I wasn't going to spill people's secrets. That's just....dumb? Plainly, I never gossip or share people's secrets. That's just me. &amp;quot;Well, if you count me wearing the same pair of underwear for a month and a half as a secret, there you go!&amp;quot; said A.J. I gaged and backed away. 
&amp;quot;Nice to know!&amp;quot; I said happily. I couldn't help but rolling my eyes afterward. Molly came strolling by, she was a walker. Lucky. I always loved going home with her because the fresh air would clear up all the problems that occurred during the school day. I loved it. I waved to Molly. Then, I looked over at A.J. He looked as if he were hypnotized. 
&amp;quot;Hello? Wake up! She's gone!&amp;quot; I said. A.J. shook.
&amp;quot;Sorry, it was MOLLY!&amp;quot; he said. 
&amp;quot;Yeah, I know,&amp;quot;. Molly was my best friends but I had heard enough of her for that day, at least.</subtitle>
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