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A sound a faint noise






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Wake up








Wake up







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*Gasp*! I shoot up from bed, sweat pouring down my face

It was a nightmare....The same one taunting me over and over again of my fatal mistake

"Y/N! Everything alright up there?" Ahh, my mother, my sweet, sweet mother. I'm surprised she forgave me for what happened, what I CAUSED to happen.

"Yeah, ma! I'm fine. I'll be down in a minute. I just gotta get changed!"

My voice echoes through the house the same way the a drum does...

"Alright, good, but hurry up, your breakfast is getting cold, and you don't wanna miss the bus."

I get up from bed, still slightly shaking from the nightmare, but I continue with my morning routine

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This is pretty good

I have been eating mu breakfast for about a minute now. My mother left as soon as I left my room I. And I can't blame her. Most people can't stand any more... after what happened

I finish my breakfast and head to the sink to wash my plate. The warm water rushed down onto the plate, and the water felt good on my hands

I put the plate on the rack to dry and grab my backpack and drape it over my shoulder, and head out the door

GOD DAMMIT I MISSED THE BUS! Ughhhhhh, I'm gonna have to run to school. There's no way my mom is coming back...and it's better not to talk to Father

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I'm out halfway there, and I'm already late to class. Should I even be running anymore?

Nah, it's not worth it. Sorry, Horace Mann, but public education ain't my thing

I decided to head to my local store to get some snacks for later

I'm not in tip-top shape, but I'm not fat or anything. Just a little on the chubbier side

I decided to take a sprote and detos the cashier looked to be in his late 40's he had a pretty sick beard and tired eyes

"That will be 7.62, sir," the cashier told me in a gruff, rough voice

I paid the amount and headed put, starting my walk back home

Damn this headache is killing me
I've been walking for about 10 minutes now, and my head feels like it's being hit with a sledgehammer

I can't

It's like before

My head hurts, my eyes are watering just like before I feel the ground sweep under me, and I'm met with darkness







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