2 Worse than my fears

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I thought that this would be the result of all my nightmares combined....so...that means that in the first day of school i will have a clown makeup.That pale face,with a big red button of "Self-destruction" attached to my nose,and some serious eyeliner.Also,i would wear only my dinasours underware,while i'm walking on some sandy clouds that cannot shore up my weight,to fall in a gigantic snake pit,where all my classmates would laugh at me.Is this weird?Kind of...but those are my worst nightmares.
"Wake up!!Wake up,Ben!It's time for you to go to school."
"Mom...i just don't feel ready to do this."
"Of course you are!You have waited for this for such a long time,you can't let all your dreams fade!"
"You should be sure i can,when they become nightmares."
"What's the matter with you?"
"Fine.I'll be ready in ten minutes."
"Be sure for them to be ten not forty!"
"Love you too,mom...."
I got my white shirt and put my red tie on.Hearing the cars horns made me even more nervous,i couldn't wait for this to finish.I ran on the stairs and went to my garage to find my old rusty scooter.I enjoyed riding it,mostly because it remainded me of my cheerfuly childhood and the memories with my friends.I rode my scooter on the rockiest pavements of my village.That was the road to school.Everytime i hit a stone,i could feel some nuts unscrewing from my wheels.It was so cold outside that i could breath ice.Every time i tried to rush,i would start tearing icy tear drops on my cheeks.Then i realized that the thing that made me smile and warm,made me forget that i'm going to be treated like a pattern on the walls were.....

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