CHAPTER THREE

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The bell rang and it was time to go to class, my new teacher mr Henderson entered the room with a smile on his face.

"Good morning class welcome to the first day back of 2017" he said

It was beyond me that someone could be so happy about being in this prison they call school, mr Henderson walked around the class giving us name tags to colour in, i don't think he realises were over the age of 5,I already started to hate him and it's only being 15 minutes.by now the only thing on my mind was going home.

By lunch time I was tired and completely sick of school. Jake and Tommy were held in class because they had a paper plane competition using the paper out of their school books.

"Great now I'm alone all lunch"I kept repeatedly saying in my head.

There always up to mischief. why? do they not have brains??of course they going to get in trouble if there going to be stupid.

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