mature language, viewers are advised.
I shout in class.
I get mocked by the next class when they walk past ours.
I should've cried each time they do so.
I didn't.
But one day, I couldn't hold it back in.
" Noisy hoe. "
" Can't she shut the fuck up for a minute. "
" Just kill yourself already. "
" She'll ace the noisiest bitch alive. "
" Miss Anthony, may I use the restroom for a bit? I'll be back soon. "
I took a razor out of my bag and walked out of the classroom. I bet many of them saw it but probably didn't bother.
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