chapter one : first day

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Its my first day, i could feel hell calling. Shool, i thought, place were You have to learn, no talking, just listening,were You ' re surounded by rules and teachers but the worst of them all are detentions and homework ( Every body knows that im the trouble maker. ) I always questioned myself, do the teachers think that i have nothing to do during weekend? Well if Yes then they are wrong. IF i would be the head - teacher i would give holidays that are six Months long and they would be twice a year! I told my mum and dad about this scintillating idea, but they started to treat me stupid. My mum grabbed My arm firmly and dragged me to the car. Wistfully it was now school time. As i reached for the door handle i wished my self good look and began to beg God to survive This day.

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