Chapter Four ~

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I woke up at eight.

School started at eight thirty.

I had half an hour to get home, get changed, and go to school, which was four miles away from my house. All without a car, or some form of transportation.

So when I tell you I ran, I mean I fucking ran.

I sprinted as fast as my skeleton body could go.

I sped along, highway after highway, car after car.

I was faster than usain bolt crossed with a fucking jet plane.

I ran so fast there were flames under my feet.

It hurt.

I stood on at least thirty syringes- at least, I think it was thirty, everything started looking blurry after the third one.

In between syringes I stubbed the fuck out of my toes, which broke most of them.

Actually- I think my toes are gone.

But oh well, it doesn't matter. None of this matters, because I didn't get to fucking school on time, and got a detention, because according to Mrs Grace:

"Not coming to school for three days is "against the law." and I wasn't

"even running", I was just

"sitting in the middle of the road until the cops were called".

Which honestly sounds like bullshit to me, but whatever, I guess Mrs Grace can just join my murder list.

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