I knew I was different...

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It was in high school, there was a guy that would stand in the hallway and when I looked at him he had this blank stare. Then I would see him during lunch and he would stare at me from across the room. Everyone thought he liked me but I knew that stare meant something else and it scared me. A few weeks later my friend came running up to me in the hall and said, “Tricia you know that guy that kept staring at you?  He's dead."