Chapiter 1

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 Today was different from other days. Strangely, I feel in great shape. Maybe because of my breakfast or because of my dinner. No idea, but I like it. I wonder if I might be sick.

School is over in a few minutes. I feel like it's been forever since I finished my work. I hear a few whispers from other students who have also finished their work. By a miracle, the bell rings. I leave class and go to my locker which is at the other end of the school.

 "I'm going to be late if the others don't move faster!" 

Arriving at my locker, I hurry to grab my things and run outside. I get on the bus and see someone I've never seen before. I'm not going to lie, he's still cute sitting on his bench half asleep. I turn around before he wakes up and sees me. 

I arrive at home. Nobody, as always. Mum probably has to go to work and my dad went to grab milk some years ago. I go to my room to do the little homework I have to do. 

After a few minutes, I hear a gunshot that seems to be a few kilometres from here. I go downstairs and see my mother cooking something.

 -Hello mom, so how was your day?

 -Good and you? 

-Strangely well, but did you hear the gunshot? 

-No why?

-For nothing... 

I came back  to my room and continued my homework that had been interrupted. After a few minutes, I finished and went downstairs to eat the rice and chicken that my mother had made earlier.




I won't write a lot because of school and I don't have the motivation.

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