The Day

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I really wanted to stay at the hospital.
But I couldn't. Wanna know why?
Because I have ing school.
Psh, I do not like school in anyway- it's just that that stupid ugly- mother of mine wants me to go to school.
If mommy heard that, I'd get an Asian taekowndo beating.
For like 5 hours.
Ah, anyways I found out Key got to stay.
...Key, you're just a boyfriend. You know what I am? A best friend.
Yeah, I win that baby.
But I couldn't get to stay at the hospital. I had to be picked up like as if I was some deer on some rope. The weirdos picked me up and they were TOUCHING ME.
I do not like boys touching me. And you know what else happened when one of them were touching me?
One of them traced their hand on my and I heard a quiet "YUSSS." I'm pretty sure it's Taemin.
Taemin, you ed dongsaeng.
Anyways, I lost to Key because he got to stay at the hospital this time. THIS TIME. We're not done yet, pretty boy.
Now, it's been like 2 days and I'm stuck here, dying of pure boredom.
Why are yellow schools full of such yellow people so yellow boring?
Oh I know- because it's yellow.
I have nothing against yellow people- I am one anyways. I just get so tired of them after seeing these attitudes they have. And especially at this school.
s and fugly dumber than dumb guys.
s plus douchebags equals boring yellow school.
To me, yes it makes sense. Sense is what I have.
Ahh, I'm getting off topic again...
Overall, the day was pretty tiring considering I have four projects to do on the computer.
Stupid yellow school. Stupid yellow grades.
Stupid mommy. It's all because of her all this crap happened to me.
Getting almost by Joon -> cus of Mommy.
Hea Won becoming my friend and now in a hospital because of Joon who me -> cus of Mommy.
Endless fights with Jonghyun and meeting the most weirdest people ever who are s just like Joon, but somehow 100000x better -> because of Mommy dreary once again.
If I still lived in America and I was with appa, then I bet I would have the best life ever.
Oh and if Mommy died.
WOULDN'T THAT BE A BEAUTIFUL DREAM?
Sadly, it was my beautiful dream and when I woke up to the dream and heard my mother calling my name downstairs, I cried a little.
Actually, I didn't cry- I just curled up into a ball and folded my arms, muttering, ", that isn't dead yet."
Well, she like in her 40s- she should ing die now.
I know I may seem harsh, but deep down inside I'm a really nice person.
....
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAH.
I make myself laugh.
Well I have to do the homework in school because today was Friday and my mom goes drunk for no ing reason on Fridays.
So, to stay away from as much as possible, I have to do the work in school. And be done with it so I can have to weekend all to myself.
Yes, I am like that some of the time.
Before I went to work, the 3 weirdos came up to me assuring me if it was really okay for me to stay in the school, alone.
I sighed. "Yes," I said for the billionth time.
"You sureeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?" Onew asked, staying 3 yards away from me not forgetting what Jonghyun's threat kind suggestion meant.
I nodded.
"Aren't you scared that might come up and attack you?" Minho asked.
"I'm already surrounded by s and they don't attack me."
"Ahhh, then you will be okay," Minho nodded.
Oh Minho.
Taemin pouted. "Noona cannot be left alone! You guys should know better- NOONA CAN'T BE LEFT ALONE! But that's okay- I'll stay with Noona~" Taemin giggled.
"No you're not- we saw what you did to her yesterday. You're a bigger than Jjong," Onew said, shaking his head.
Minho picked up Taemin. "We're gonna go now. Mi Young, I hope you stay well."
"See ya," Onew smiled.
Taemin started to cry. He held out his hands to me.
"NOONA COME BACK TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"
"-Oh shut up, Taemin," Minho muttered.
"So rude, hyung!" Taemin gasped.
And that was the end of them.
I was alone at school, doing my work and drinking some banana juice I snuck from the cafeteria.
Just a couple more hours to go until I'm done.
my life.
(3 hours later) I'M DONE. LIKE FINALLYYYYY. I take the stuff, print it, and put it in my bag swinging the bag around my shoulder. I opened the door from the classroom and go out into the hallway.
Ahh, so quiet. Just like when I was little...
I hear thunder from outside. I look out to the windows and it's raining really hard and it's already getting dark.
Ah, I have to go quickly.
I quickly pace up my steps, making it towards the stairs and down the hall again to the exit.
Almost... there...
And....
Suddenly, something white appears before my eyes and I don't remember anything then.
WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!

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