99 problems but I used to have one

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The week was pretty boring. I had my counselor come, and she helped me with everything. The police finally gave back the hologram. They took it after the whole call thing. It turns out it most likely was the stalker, considering the address was barely different, as if he called from a house the first time, and a guest house the second.
Some police techies were hired to program the hologram to only accept calls from a certain range. This means that we made the maximum range for the hologram to accept calls to be at my grandparents home, if that makes sense.
On Sunday, the day before I went back to school, I was almost back to normal. I laughed, played outside with Justin, and for once, everything just seemed normal.
I was laying in my bed, tossing and turning, my insomnia getting the better of me. I couldn't sleep. Again.
Somehow, I managed to though, because I woke up at 7:00 with my alarm dinging. I got dressed, ate breakfast, did normal morning things, and walked to school.
I've never really experienced bullying before, but now I finally have. "April? More like Rape-ril!" "Hey look out! There's a stalker behind you! He just wants to throw some hot rocks at you!" Even though some of the stuff they said was stupid, it still hurt.
Lilia helped, but it didn't matter, they'd just keep doing it.
At home that night, I cried in my bed. The next ten days, the bullying crescendoed into a huge fire of verbal abuse, "accidentally" spilled drinks, and punches to the stomach. I was strong though. I could take it. Until the eleventh day. They took it too far.
It was 3:00 am. I was sleeping. I awoke to the ringing of the hologram. I knew the techies fixed it, so I just shook it off. The ringing stopped, as it had been one minute, and the call remained unanswered. They called again. Again. Again. Eventually, 10 minutes had passed. 10 calls. I heard Justin answer it, then he knocked on my door. "It's for you." he said groggily. "Hello?" I answered. "I HATE YOU APRIL ZERONY AKA RAPERIL KILLRONY" I knew it was them. They triggered something inside of me. I had temporarily forgotten that I'm in danger. I hung up. I set the voice module down. I tried to walk, but my legs were frozen. I started wailing, my whole body hurting. The last thing I remember was my parents crying and calling the ambulance.

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