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As soon as I stop, I realise that it's pouring rain. When I look up it pelts down, stinging my eyes.
I curse myself for not grabbing a coat.
I flip my hood over my hair and trudge on.
The rain is soaking through my hoodie and my shoes are soon swimming with rainwater. I know school isn't going to be great for me today.
I finally see the familiar graffitied walls of my school, Detroit High. (Could they not have used their imaginations a little bit more?)
As I walk down the corridors my shoes squeak on the tiled floor.
I reach my locker and find the usual messages taped to it, slut, whore excetera. I rip them off and throw them in the nearest trash can.
I tear open my locker without a key and grab my books and head to class.
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