Lost shadow
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Ongoing18m
Last published Sun, May 3, 2015
As I wake up from my 8 hours of sleep I slowly get out of bed knowing it's just going to be a regular day of pain . I take a shower and Put on my Levi's jeans my converse and my white shirt . The long walk to hill river high school passing the cool kids with my head down . By the time I reach school it's already into 2nd period and everyone stares at me and make rude comments , I just ease my way in the back . Everyday is like this I used of be very popular until I got into a bad accident and my left side of my face burnt , every since that day people never noticed me . As I was walking to class I bumped into Paris one of the prettiest girl in my school , as I stand there while she scream in my ears and called me dumb and ugly I was thinking when will I ever escape this .? I softly said sorry and packed my things and left out the back entrance , nobody will notice I'm gone . I walked about feeling the cold hit me and I walked and walked until I finally was lost .
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