I finished my pen ink again. life was as boring as possible. I writed all night for the my book. My mum was in my room. she was looked at my eye bruises in my eyes - my body made of fatigue this eye bruises-. My glasses were standing just below my nose, I looked stupid. My mother; "Céline What happened, Why you are writing your book again." She did giggle. Yes, my real name is Céline, not Ayame. Ayame is the girl I always want to be. I made her. She didn't look like the other fools around. "Yes, she's again, because I've no friends in my fucking life!" I pretended and I seemed to cry. My mother seemed to regret it. She hugged me and I started crying. Life hasn't always been happy. I learned this anymore. I was prepared to go to the school. I hate school. I hate being seen alone in thousands of people. life was really insane and cruel for me...
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