26th August 1962,Sunday,(2034)
My holiday ends today.
I'm going back to school tomorrow.
God I hate meeting people.
I love to learn but can't I just go to school alone and study alone?
Homeschooling,perhaps.
But damn it's expensive.
I don't know why but I became more hateful than I was before.
Like when they did something I don't like,or when they're acting like a maniac hipocrite,I'll hate them in a nick of time.
But when hating them,my heart hurts.
Like,really hurts.
And then I realized,I hate them because of attention.
I want their atenttion.
They take away my attention.
They give it to other people.
They got the attention from people.
I just need people to realize that I'm here.
I'm exist.
Someone.
Can someone say 'Cool!' to me?
"Wow!That's so cool,Thundy!Great job!"
I just want that come out from your mouth.
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Thunder's Diary(BBB)
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