Its like everyday has been repeating itself. I don't know why but everyday seems to be the same. I wake up to my stupid brother putting a walky talky in my room and speaking into it saying some stupid shit like I'm going to get all the allowance that I have been promised but never received. There is always fog around my house and I'm not allowed to leave.
I have this one friend Kaitlin and for some reason she decides to call me sawyer, I don't know why but she does.
AN: im sorry this was short. I'll make a new one soon.
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The Good, The Bad, and The Bullied
No FicciónIn school there are the 3 main labeled people are giving. It follows you from 5th grade to 12th grade normally. There are the good. They are normally more of the teachers pet and get everything done on time and are trusted with everything. Then, you...
