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I arive at school, its summer, but i still cover my arms. Thank the lord for masks, noone can see my hideous face, noone can see my mouth, my lack of emotion. The boys in my class say hi to me, even though i know they are just mocking me. I stare into the white board, and loose the scene im awake, i think about my life, and my lack of purpose. I sit outside for lunch, i dont have any, ofcause, not because i dont have food, because im fat. The day continues ofcause. My mum picks me up at 6pm and brings me home, she asks how my day was, i always say im fine. Lies . I go to my room, uncleaned dirty, my mum yells at me about it. When i go back to my room i uncover my bed, reveling sharp scissors, i grab a sharp corner and firmly scrape it across my wrist, i start to bleed, but finally i can breathe, finally i can cry.
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Shes so weird, constantly wearing a jumper in summer is weird, she is only doing it to hide her weight. I find it funny when the boys say hi to her in the morning, the fact that she thinks someone wants to be nice to her for a moment is REALLY funny. I swear she is perfect, she always is so happy, why is she never sad. She walks into the classroom as we talk badly about her, we know she heard us, but we laugh at her. We are not doing anything wrong though, because we all know she doesnt care.
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