My Backpack
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MatureOngoing19m
Last published Sat, Oct 8, 2016
Today my sister told me that at school she learned that everyone goes to school with a backpack. And no, not the physical kind but the mental kind.
That was expectably true with us. My little sister has to go to school everyday with the baggage of not having a mother or father.
And I have to live my life in silence with the baggage of all the things I've lived through.
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Sitting by myself, my feet stuck in the cool water of the little stream, I tried, for the ten millionth time, to reason out why I had to have these problems. I was just a normal everyday kid, no better, no worse than most. I didn't do drugs, I didn't smoke or drink. I worried about my grades and my lack of six pack abs and if I was ever gonna get any taller or grow any hair on my chest. No earthshaking stuff, but important to me.
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