He did not know why the teacher was lying to him. She was saying that it would all get better. Now that he had told her what they had done, she could help him. She had said that last time too. They had taped him to a lamppost when she'd 'helped' last time. He imagined that they'd be more inventive now.
At least there were only three more years to go though.
Then maybe the teacher's lies would become truth. Maybe it would get better.

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