Bored to Death

Bored to Death

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Sometimes we have the most amazing teachers who make learning fun and interesting. But we all have that one teacher who bores you to death and makes you wish you had bunked school that day . And so here's a poem on my history teacher .
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School. The one thing we dread. It's summer break and I happen to get that sweet summer love story. I was at the last day of summer party and I saw the nerdiest kid, he was reading a book at a fucking party. I walked over to him and he looked up into my eyes, I got lost. His sky blue eyes were filled with boredom but they were absolutely perfect. I have to try and survive high school plus the drama my friends drag me in to. What's even worse is having to live without your mother and have an aunt who hate you and a cousin who wants you dead because she blames you for your mothers death and her fathers she just starts to get over the terrible tragedy of what happened that night but what happens when she relives the past

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