The summer job.

The summer job.

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WpMetadataReadTamamlanmış Hikaye Cum, Haz 12, 2015<5 mins
Dear diary, Today I got a job at a mental hospital, I have to be the kids friends. These are kids dealing with mostly schizophrenia. Some are sociopaths or psychos. My mom made me get the job. Why world I want to hang out with retards. I read my diary from earlier this summer. I was wrong. (sorry if this is offensive in any way the point of views expressed from this character is hers not mine)
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Ugh! Work! Yeah, I know. Who likes working? You know unless you have your dream job or something. Yeah, I don't. Not yet anyway. But I presume this not-journal to be way less dramatic and funny. I don't see myself finding friends like I did in school and university. Even if I do get friends, they're gonna be grown-ups. Eww! And yes, I'm well aware I'm a grown up too. But even though I look like I'm twenty-one, my mind works like an eight-year-old. FYI, I'm older than twenty-one, so... Okay, job not-journal, here we go!

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