My Worst Enemy, Loves Me? (Rewrite)

My Worst Enemy, Loves Me? (Rewrite)

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Most people my age would be excited to go back to school, especially for their senior year of highschool. me on the other hand, am not ready for what this coming year is gonna take me. Hopefully nowhere. as soon as I graduate, I'm out. Out of this hell hole called school. And away from all the people that i technically grew up with. I can start new in a new place with new friends, and maybe get a boyfriend... That's probably a stretch. Why do I hate school, it's simple. I get bullied. Bullied by my peers that includes, everyone. But the one person I hate the most, the person who's made my life a living hell since the beginning of highschool... Ace GreenWall
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