first day

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Light flooded through the heavy drapes of my dorm. New school the whole Cleche perfect first day is bullshit.First days Can suck my ass.My mother made me move AGAIN. That's right its not the first time this has happened. Its the 6th to be presice.Her mental illness makes it hard for her to concentrate,to see reason, and even be able to handle me. People called me troubled,punk, enough what ever u say I've been called. I attrached out my arms and legs sprawling from my bed. My hands brushing the wall. The smell of mint and must filled my nostrils. I scrunched my nose in dissaproveal toward the smell. My eyes wandered sleeply landing on the empty bed opposite mine.My room mate still hasn't arrived.Maybe none wanted to share a room with a freak.atleast we didn't have to wear uniform at this school.I pulled on my black skinny jeans and red plaid shirt with some all black vans.I pulled my ink black hair into a messy pony and made my way down stairs.

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