Tough Skinned
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Last published Sat, Aug 1, 2020
I stared at my new classmates. I can't believe I actually changed schools after crying to my mum for 4 years she finally listened to me. I imagined my first day at a mixed school in so many ways but now I'm here, right in front of my classmates....
I'm scared.
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