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My sister looked at me.
"I hate you."
"I love you," was all I could say in return.
"You're a freak, you know that? You've always been a freak. Everyone says so. They always have."
"I'm trying not to be."
Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.