I’m sad. I hate my life. I only have a few friends and most of them don’t like me that much.
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This morning, I left an umbrella outside on my school bus stop as I climbed onto the bus. I thought my grandma would come and get it like she always did but she didn’t. She screamed at me when I came home. I feel that my entire family hates me, especally my brother. He curses at me and calls me stupid everyday.
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I have a strange fear. I am afraid of everything my brother touches and things that touch that and so on. I see those things as […]