Waking up to the sound of my fudging alarm clock. Great. 4:55am. Why is it that it's early and I'm only wondering what others are doing. I bet they're asleep while I'm up looking for answers to my homework. Yeah, I'm not the 'homework' type of chick. I walk into the room after my shower and hear my phone play my jam 'Oath' by Cher Lloyd. Yeah, my best friend's ringtone. Oh, her faggot boyfriend broke her heart by kissing another girl. Always, watch her forgive and forget. Wow. My day just started. After I finish my homework around 5:30, I try to eat but my kitchen is empty, wow, 3 months of school left, don't forget to feed me mom.. Wait I think mom isn't here... "Mom"..... No answer. Well, off to school.
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Arrived at school early, when I went to my locker there was a note, it said, "hey freaking idiot. You're the freak who have failed almost every class" & they say I'm the idiot but they can't speak with proper grammar.. Smart one.
Why are people so rude? They're is legitimately no reason to fight. Does God want you to bully his creation? Does he want you to kill his creation? Then why do it? Makes no sense. I know. But maybe they'd understand. One day.
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Teen FictionXandia Zara wasn't a normal girl with crushes. She wasn't a nerd, she wasn't popular, she had friends, but she wasn't normal. She couldn't be.
