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"Nikki, pay attention. How many times do I have to repeat myself?" Mr. Godwick looked at me. Everyone in the class snickered until someone spoke up. "Nikki, why can't u just learn? Gosh, your so mental." He said.
Then, Mr. Godwick went back to teaching us equations and stuff like that like nothing ever happened.
Before I knew it, the Bell rang signalling to leave for the day. I was happy I didn't have to stay longer. I had to go back to the orphanage though. Woo hoo. Note the sarcasm. I didn't wanna go. I had lost my mom and dad three years ago to a plane crash. I was on with them to go to Australia, but I was the only survivor. Losing my parents was like the world ended for me. I wouldn't want, sleep, or do anything. I grew more and more depressed, and I cut and burned. I know thathat they wouldn't like it. But it was my only way to cope. Besides I had no friends to tell. Well I did have 4. Those 4 were my walls.

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