One in the Doghouse
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Last published Tue, Nov 29, 2016
Are you alright?
Do you need help?
Can you hear us?
Are you stupid?
Say something!
You're so worthless!
You're a disease!
It started alright. People sympathized me or was because I was young. Is that why I am here now? I'm a troubled teen but not in the way of alcohol and drugs. Though some kids in this place do have those addictions. I'm not addicted to anything. Nothing is wrong with me. I'm not like the kids with strange powers or other things. I just have a disability but so do so many kids in this place. What did they say again? "Welcome to the doghouse!"
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