•Chapter 2•

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I write.
I write things down.
I write in a small journal I bought a few years ago. I write my feelings, my thoughts, my everything. My teacher at school thinks I'm some kind of creative writer. But I'm not. I write about my life. she thinks the stories in my book are fake.
Is my life really that depressing?
Yes.
No, it can't be.
Yes.
It is.

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