It was just like any other normal, boring day at school.
Another day of me being ignored, laughed at and made fun of.
I walked into second period, history, and made my way to my neglected desk.
"Fag." Xavier, the school's football captain, faked a cough as I brushed past him. Being used to the names, I ignored it.
I looked up at Mr.Whitman, my favorite teacher, and listened to what he had to say.
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