No such thing as love.

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I wasn't the best at offensive. But I'm not afraid to get close when somebody is coming at me. Mitch had already cut somebody's cheek open.
I was cheering him on as I suddenly fainted. Mr "bat" had clubbed me on the noggin. As all started to fade I wondered what a society was like.

I opened my heavy eyes and got up. I was at school already. In the nurses office along with the kid who got his cheek slit. Along with more Mr. bat victims. Mr. Bat doesn't let nobody pass his rank does he. There was something in my pocket. Thin and hard. Somebody gave me an electronic gift.

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