Erasing the paint

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A lot of stuff, A lot of CLICHÉ stuff happened since my last entry and most of 'em were bad stuff. I am not gonna tell it all, because I would probably have a heart full of storms.
One day, I wrote Ms.C's name on my hand with a partially broken heart above it. My seatmate saw what I did and she said "What is the purpose of that?" "Just to make myself remember that I still have a heart" I answered back. "That is so deep" She replied. After our teacher left the classroom, I got of my chair and roamed the room, trying to find somebody to talk with. I passed by 2 of classmates, both of them are girls (I am not gay) it's just both of them understand me well so I feel comfortable talking to them. Let's call them Jam and Dani. We talked about some random stuff until Jam saw the "Drawing" on my hand. She asked about the purpose the drawing and I answered the statement I said earlier.
"Sometimes you need to erase the paint because it can contain harmful stuff that can hurt you. So you need to find your soap and water dude." Jam said. I was speechless when I heard what Jam said.

Author's note
I am sorry for the ultra late update and a short chapter. I have been busy and I am going through the process of moving on. I am so sorry and stay awesome!

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