But you can't. Eyes follow you all night.

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You try to ignore it, but their stare pierces through your skin.

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At one point, it feels that the entire carnival is staring at you.

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You try to deny this, trying to hold on to that sliver of hope. 

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"Everybody's staring." he whispers, feeling.

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You can't deny this feeling any longer.

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The both of you feel uncomfortable.

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The two of you get out of the lights of the carnival, away from everybody's eyes.