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I just got a call and I noticed the 618 area code. Not sure who it was I answered and Price was on the other line. Blah, blah, blah was the conversation and then he starts apologizing for what happened. He asked me if I was upset at him and if we could still be friends, "we go way back," is what he said. I didn't have much to say. I let him know that it wasn't just his fault, but it was mine also and that I didn't have any ill will towards him and that I wasn't mad, I was just disappointed. He went on to say that he was sorry and that he never wanted to hurt me. I cried, a little, not because of the situation but because I was remembering how I felt during that time. I felt that he didn't care about me, that we weren't friends because my friend wouldn't do that to me, that I thought he was real, but it was all a fake. But then I cried because I knew it was just a spirit and this spirit has torn us apart and now things can't be the same. He let me know that if I ever needed anything that I could just call him, but I don't think I can. I don't even think that I can ever see him again. I don't see a point, as much as I don't want to lose him as a friend I don't see a point in us being friends. We can't go back to being the same and that makes me sad. He said he was in sprinfield for a conference. Deep down I want to see him, but I know I can't, that makes me sad.

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