We are not who you think we are

One day i went to an institute I was in the same room as 4 people

There was this one girl who never spoke and trembled with anxiety, she drew the most beautiful pictures
The boy next to me had a deep slit across his neck and he told the funniest jokes
the girl in the corner who was a skeleton with feeding tubes hooked up held the most interesting conversations
the boy who cried in his sleep was the best singer I've ever heard
We Are Not Who You Think We Are. 

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