A school boy

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The sun hits my eyes waking me up, I look at the calendar "another boring Monday" I sigh to myself. Every day it's the same, I wake up, get dressed, walk to school, go to class, get punched, come home, then do all it again the next day. I'm so done with this boring unchanging pattern!

If I had a friend or someone to talk to my life would be such a useless mess... as I drift off in thought something comes to me, "I should get a pet" I say to myself. "Something that could protect me, something to vent to, something to lov..." I look down trying to ignore what I said "Pull yourself together Aaron" I look at the clock "Shit! I'm almost late."

I get really as quickly as possible, I throw on a clean basic shirt, change out of my pajama shorts and into some jeans, slip some shoes on, grab my bag, then snatch my glasses from the nightstand. With a quick glance in the mirror.."wow I actually look ok." I'm out the door.

The long walk to school begins...

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