An Unwanted Gift
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Last published Fri, Jun 19, 2015
I've always been the new girl at school, because, well I'm different. Not different in the way that everyone is. Different in a more complicated way. Let me start from the beginning.
I've been to four high schools and I'm just about to start year 10. The thing is, everyone thinks I'm just a troubled person, I am, but not in that way. I'm not bigging myself up or anything but, I'm special.
I can do things that no one else can, I've been expelled from my previous schools because what I can do, is sort of against the rules.
Anyway, I'm just gonna try and get through the next two years without getting into trouble, I don't think that's too much to ask. I hope.
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