All the people who've bullied me, including my brother, gathered together and tied me up in front of a board.
They forced me to smile by tickling me, making me draw things for them while they threw stuff at me. I kept shouting at everyone to please stop, and I don't like what they're doing.
But they just kept laughing.
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Literatura FaktuI have pretty interesting and vivid dreams. I write down the ones with details I actually remember after waking up. My dreams have always been vivid, but I rarely remember the details. Sometimes, I'm just too busy that I forget to write my dreams...
