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Everyday i wake up, look in the mirror and look at myself "what am i". I get up, wash my face. Brush my teeth, and etc.
When its school, i will walk down the street and wait for my bus.
I would hear my friends coming down the street."well fuck you! " one of them will say. "Bitch who you talking to! " i always wonder to myself "why the world do they cuss so much". As they was about to have a cussing fit, the bus pulled up. As i was about to get on, they would push and shove, just to get in the lead. I will always be last.

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